"Go on, what kind of trouble are you trying to stir up by looking for me this time?" Luo Aiman shifted his gaze from the plate, his face filled with caution. "I had mentioned earlier, during the event I can only sell some fishing-related gear. The previous material exchange operation is impossible to replicate before the event ends."
Luo Aiman felt it was necessary to state this in advance, lest Li Zheng start playing tricks on him later.
"You've really overthought it..." Li Zheng was speechless, placing the plate he held on the table beside Luo Aiman, extending an invitation kindly, "Come, have a taste, craftsmanship from our race."
"Your race?"
Though Luo Aiman was drooling over the plate of seafood, he maintained the necessary vigilance, "Don't think I didn't see, this was cooked by that little Enchanting Demon."
"Besides, would you really invite me to taste delicious food with such good intentions?"
