As soon as Wufu spoke, everyone present, whether Chi San or the two bad guys, was stunned.
Heaven, could it really be what they thought?
The two men in black looked at Wufu with terror in their eyes, and saw under the dim light, the young man smiled with an amiable face, but to them, it was simply the devil's smile, sending a chill down their backs.
"Young Master?" Chi San also wanted to confirm his thoughts.
Wufu said, "Go on, it's late at night, it's not good to be hungry."
Those two wailed silently in their hearts, we would rather starve.
Chi San hesitated no longer, grabbed the person and headed to the latrine, pushed the door open, and opened the chamber pot, releasing an indescribable smell.
Whether it was the person being grabbed by Chi San or the person under Wufu's knife, their faces turned pale.
"Make sure to feed them well, make them full." Wufu said calmly.
"Yes, Young Master." Chi San's mouth twitched, pressing the person's head towards the chamber pot.
