As he spoke, Kong Chan vented his frustration by taking a big bite of the fatty chicken leg, stuffing his mouth full of oil, and savoring it contentedly.
Huangfu Jingchen: "..."
His expression barely changed, though the corners of his mouth twitched violently.
The majestic and solemn Master Kong Chan from before looked utterly unpresentable at the moment.
Xia Wenjin said, "No wonder you insist on living in a courtyard alone and don't allow others to visit, turns out it's for sneaking meat!"
Chewing on the chicken leg, Kong Chan glanced at Huangfu Jingchen and mockingly mumbled, "Oh, are the two unfortunate souls here together? I haven't even charged you for fortune-telling yet, are you here to pay your fee?"
Xia Wenjin kicked forward, saying, "Speak properly!"
Kong Chan tumbled backward from the kick but fiercely protected his half-eaten chicken leg, presenting an image of 'kick me all you want, but don't touch my chicken leg'.
