This morning, the personnel responsible for air transport were so nervous they felt like half their life was gone, worried that they wouldn't complete the task within forty minutes.
If Long Xiliang did this every day, three times a day, and if Lu Xiaoyou wanted to have a midnight snack... The staff responsible for air transport would be driven crazy by Long Xiliang!
"Master, why don't you set a menu, and I'll invite the best chef until you're satisfied..."
The man raised his eyes, glanced coldly, and Zhou Qi immediately chose to shut up.
"Master, the Gods' plan is at a crucial stage now, and I don't want you to be distracted..."
"Do you think I'm incapable of multitasking?" Long Xiliang asked him, and the air pressure in the room dropped accordingly.
"No... I'm worried about you overexerting yourself."
"Leave."
"Yes." Zhou Qi lowered his head and turned to leave.
When only Long Xiliang was left in the study, he placed his hand on his chest.
