Liu Zheng replied.
"You're sending a gang member to the Ministry of Public Security to deliver food?"
Guo Koutangzi wondered if his brain had gone bad.
What's the difference between this and throwing a male Succubus into a Silver Child's nest?
"Don't worry, he's my acquaintance, a homebody who's not interested in catching you hooligans. His father is a Travel Mage, and if he likes the food you make, it will greatly benefit the revival of the Jiwei Group."
Liu Zhengan comforted.
"What do you mean hooligans, we're at most a food-making enthusiast group with street culture characteristics."
Guo Koutangzi retorted.
"Eh? Who taught you that line?"
He expressed surprise.
"Can't I think of it myself?"
"Impossible, your brain full of broth couldn't come up with such high-level words."
Liu Zheng didn't believe it at all.
"Hmph, Garlic came up with it, he said he got the inspiration from you."
Guo Koutangzi smirked.
