Shen Xitong had just finished a big meal.
Swallowed whole, it is not easy to digest.
She originally liked to make a good broth, add seasonings, and then stew it until it became a mush and eat it.
That way you can preserve the nutrients of the meat and also eat it more elegantly.
However, although she had planned for so long, an accident happened at the last minute, forcing her to eat voraciously. She did not enjoy the wonderful eating process.
All this was due to that weird guy who stole her soup.
Shen Xitong looked at Wuxin, a golden-level monster with an owner. Shen Sinian had whispered in her ear, asking Wuxin and Su Qingyu to terminate their contracts and join Shen Sinian's team.
As a red-level weirdness, Shen Xitong has a natural level suppression on Wuxin.
"I smell the smell of broth on you, you have to compensate me." Shen Xitong stretched out his hand and asked for compensation, "How about giving me your master as compensation?"
Su Qingyu's luck is actually very average.
You will also be unlucky when it comes to things like throwing dice, drawing lots, and betting.
She doesn't suit Shen Xitong's taste at all.
What Shen Xitong said was nothing but a provocation.
Youyou was causing trouble because Su Qingyu valued Wuxin. He hoped that all the weird things that could catch his master's eye would disappear, and then he could become his master's only one.
He signed a contract with Su Qingyu and was under Su Qingyu's control, so he could not harm his colleagues.
Therefore, Youyou wanted to use Shen Xitong to teach Wuxin a lesson.
Who would have thought that Shen Xitong would speak like this.
Youyou jumped out immediately and said, "The owner I have raised till now has never been willing to take a bite, so how can you just take it when you want it
You have already eaten one, don't covet my master."
Shen Xitong looked at Youyou: "The more the better."
"Sorry." Wu Xin drew his sword and pointed it at Shen Xitong. "Regarding compensation, please change your request."
He knew that he was no match for Shen Xitong, but he had already signed a contract with Su Qingyu. If Shen Xitong wanted Su Qingyu, he had to draw his sword.
Loyalty and the spirit of contract are his beliefs.
When he was still a major general of the human race, he had never betrayed his king.
Now, he would not betray his master.
"Ji Yifan, your chance to show your ability has come. Go and talk to Shen Xitong about compensation." Su Qingyu called out Ji Yifan, who had been doing nothing all the time.
Ji Yifan received the paper money for the dead, straightened his suit and tie, and walked out.
"Hello, we are all civilized weirdos, use words instead of fists, let's start talking reason."
Ji Yifan showed his professionalism, turned towards Shen Xitong, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with the negotiating partner according to his habit before his death.
“Only weird things of the same level can be reasoned with.”
Shen Xitong reached out, grabbed Ji Yifan's arm, and pressed his slender, white fingers into the gaping knife wound.
"Master, I am torn."
"Master, this is a work-related injury."
"Master, the other party is unwilling to reason and beat up your lawyer."
Ji Yifan turned his head and began to complain.
There was no vivid expression on his face, which contrasted with the words he shouted. There was an inexplicable sense of humor, as if he was shouting for help.