Even if he snatched it by force, he might not be able to take it from Lin Zifeng.
"Marquis, do you also like this piece of pastry?" Seeing Dongfang Haoxuan's face change repeatedly, Lin Zifeng knew it was time to stop. If the fierce competition continued, Dongfang Haoxuan would certainly not benefit, and if his dignity was lost, Lin Zifeng might end up having to relocate from his hard-found place in his anger.
"Uh... hehe, if Brother Lin likes this piece too, I'll let you have it." Dongfang Haoxuan awkwardly smiled and released the pastry to Lin Zifeng, inwardly cursing, you cheeky kid, don't you know to yield to your elders?
However, he immediately frowned even more tightly, knowing that just a piece of pastry could test his strength made the National Guardian Martial God shiver inwardly. Could it be that the other's cultivation had reached an unfathomable realm?
