"I didn't expect you guys to be so hospitable." Jiang Xiaobai unknowingly finished a bowl of Black Mushroom Soup.
Hei Gu said, "Not everyone receives such treatment. You are someone the Ghost Emperor wants, so naturally, the treatment is different."
"What exactly does your Ghost Emperor want with me?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.
"I don't know."
Every time the conversation turned serious, Hei Gu would keep his lips sealed and wouldn't reveal any information to Jiang Xiaobai. Regardless of whether he knew or not, it was certain that he was a tight-lipped person.
"Is there more? Give me another bowl." Jiang Xiaobai was not full yet, and encountering such a rare delicacy, he naturally wanted to eat a bit more.
The posthouse official said embarrassingly, "I'm truly sorry, Black Mushrooms are rare, and our post station's budget is tight, so there's only this one bowl."
Hei Gu said, "Not enough to eat, huh? How about you have mine too."
"I don't want your saliva."
