"Let's eat first."
Taking a deep breath, Qin Lin knew he needed a full stomach to have the strength to act. He grabbed the pork knuckle and began to gnaw at it voraciously.
"That's more like it! I really outdid myself today; this tastes incredible!" Seeing Qin Lin eat with such relish, Fatty Qi grinned. "It's no big deal. We're all just ordinary people with two shoulders and one head. What's so different about them? If it comes down to it, we'll just fight. Kill one and we break even. Kill two and we've made a profit!"
Fatty Qi's grin widened. "I even killed one yesterday. No matter how you look at it, I've already broken even!"
"Hmm."
Qin Lin just gave a slight nod, too lazy to respond to Fatty Qi's bragging. His gaze shifted to Lin Qingyue. She was delicately nibbling her food, her vermilion lips giving her an elegant air, and the sight stirred complicated feelings within him.
After the meal, Lin Qingyue walked up to the rooftop, and Qin Lin immediately followed her.
