Porcupine's eyes were filled with longing and reluctance, but his actions were extremely swift. He placed the tableware on the table in just a few seconds.
He knew very well that the temper of this new boss of his was not good. In the past few hours, anyone who had disrupted his mood hadn't even left behind a complete corpse. It was best to be careful. After all, if he died now, he wouldn't be able to eat later.
Chen Pingchuan felt three pairs of eyes fall on him in unison, and the air seemed to freeze.
He knew he couldn't remain silent any longer.
Clearing his throat, he slowly spoke.
"Um... if I said that the previous me was a fake, and the me you see now is the real me, would you be able to understand?"
The moment Chen Pingchuan finished speaking, their gazes turned strange. Their expressions weren't puzzled but were instead filled with helplessness. Judging by their reactions, it seemed they had already anticipated this.
