This meat tastes a bit suffocating.
Why take a deep breath, snort coldly, and get up and leave? The dining table finally came alive, and a few people gathered around. Xiao Qiao raised his palm, and everyone came over to high-five in celebration. The black-faced Door God Lieutenant Commander finally left.
Truly a cause for celebration.
"Boss, I've got something to tell you, Xiaojiu said you shouldn't go looking for Roosevelt."
"Why?"
"Don't know, but she said if you go, she'll cut ties with you."
Xiao Qiao was astonished, "Wow, so harsh?"
"Xiaojiu must have her reasons."
"What if I go secretly? Who among you would snitch?"
"Come on, boss. Even though we call you boss, you know you're just a figurehead. Xiaojiu holds the real power. For future budget applications or firearms, it's still Xiaojiu who allocates them, of course, we'd have to snitch."
