This kind of thing, with the Saintess present, represents the attitude of the Holy War Organization, so Li Yifei would also appreciate it. After discussing the background and consequences, they temporarily set the matter aside and focused on making dinner. Li Yifei took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and busied himself beside the Saintess, spending half an hour to whip up a fairly sumptuous Western meal.
Originally, a phone call would have sufficed for someone to deliver the food, but the Saintess insisted on making it herself, so Li Yifei let her be.
Sitting opposite each other, their eyes were full of affection. Leaving aside the task, they rarely had time alone together, which now felt a bit like a secret affair. Li Yifei speared a piece of steak and offered it to the Saintess who opened her mouth to eat it.
