Rumus looked at Xiang Yu for a while, noticing that Xiang Yu didn't raise his head, he suddenly laughed. Such a meal was quite good, no need for toasts, no need for words.
Eating is just eating, which made him quite comfortable. Then, he picked up his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of dish, at this moment, Xiang Yu's chopsticks also clamped on it.
Xiang Yu didn't hesitate, directly putting it into his mouth.
Rumus shook his head helplessly, and after just a few bites, Xiang Yu put down his chopsticks and looked at Rumus, "I'm full, let's talk about something now."
Rumus felt a bit embarrassed as he had just started eating.
Before Rumus could speak, Xiang Yu had already walked to the hall and poured himself a glass of water.
Rumus could only walk over and sit opposite Xiang Yu, first saying, "Tell me about the terrorists, what clues do you have?"
