"Okay, let's get down to business!" Li Li took a casual sip of wine and looked at Zhuo Yang with a smile, "Why are you here?!"
She believed that he must have his own reasons for leading the demons across the North Sea and all the way south.
Zhuo Yang was slightly startled and gently twirled the wine glass in his hand with his fingers, "The environment in the North Sea is harsh. Since I am the king of the demon clan, I naturally cannot watch my people stay there forever!"
Li Qiye hung down and watched his right hand holding the wine glass flickering in the firelight.
She knew he was lying!
"I can give you everything north of the Snow Valley!" Mingyue said calmly.
This was the first sentence he said tonight. Naturally, this sentence was meant for Zhuo Yang to listen to.
From the north of this snow valley, there is a large area of fertile black land. Although it is far less than the plains in the middle of the Ming Dynasty that can produce two seasons of food a year, it is a world of difference compared to the Beihai, which is cold all year round.
Zhuoyang looked at him sideways and said in an uninhibited tone, "I never accept charity from others!"
"I never give charity to others!" Mingyue turned to meet his gaze, "That was originally your trophy!"
Just because Li Moli cared, he gave up in pain.
Otherwise, how could he let anyone touch his Ming Dynasty?!
Li Qiye smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air, and she sniffed gently, "Baby, are you okay? Do you want to starve to death, your master, me?!"
"Master!" Bao Bao glared at her dissatisfiedly, "Please don't operate on me, okay?!"
"Take a couple of bites first to cushion your stomach!" Mingyue stretched out her right hand to her and brought the dessert that was always in the ring. Her tone was already doting, without the fierceness and arrogance she had when she faced Zhuo Yang just now.
Li Qiye reached out his fingers, and when his fingertips were still an inch away from the delicious food in his hand, he suddenly took his hand back and said, "Well... I want to eat meat!"
Mingyue glanced at Zhuo Yang across from him and didn't insist. He had no intention of demonstrating to Zhuo Yang. All of this was just a reaction that he was used to in his bones.
"There doesn't seem to be much firewood. I'll go find some more!"
Standing up, Mingyue strode towards the hillside.
Li Qiye smiled at Zhuoyang, "Don't get me wrong, he's just used to being in a high position!"
"I understand!" Zhuo Yang shrugged, "I know that you won't really join forces with the temple. If necessary, I can help!"
"The demons just went south, I guess there are a lot of things to do!" Li Li took a sip of wine, "Just mind your own business!"
Zhuo Yang heard the rejection in her tone, but he was not surprised. How could a man like Mingyue owe him a favor?!
He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, smiling brightly and saying, "I have seen Buli City. It is the best city in the Eastern Continent!"
Li Qiye pursed his lips and said, "Thank you!"
Zhuo Yang stood up, "I know, I should go!"
The wine glass in Mo Li's hand trembled slightly, "Yi Yang, actually I..."
Zhuoyang bent down and gently placed the cup in his hand in front of her, "If you need me to do anything, just ask and tell him that he doesn't owe me any favors, because everything I do is because of you, not him!
"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Yi Yang!" Mo Li stood up and shouted his name urgently.
Zhuo Yang stopped and waited for her to speak.
Mo Li stood there, as if he had a thousand words to say, but didn't know where to start. He pondered for a moment, but only said three words, "...I'm sorry!"
Zhuo Yang looked back with a smile, "I know that shooting is just your most instinctive reaction. If it were me, I would do the same!"