Luo Jiu saw that he didn't want to talk, so he didn't ask any more questions. He knew that Luo Qi would speak when he wanted to, and pressing him wouldn't help.
Prying couldn't open Luo Qi's mouth.
Feng Luo didn't notice Luo Qi's change in mood, as she was too focused on eating.
No, to be precise, she was competing with the Old Gang Leader!
"I say, girl, leave some for me." The Old Gang Leader complained impatiently, "You cooked this meal, aren't you tired of eating it every day?"
"How could you ever get tired of your own cooking?" Feng Luo's mouth was stuffed full.
"You, you, you, leave me that piece of meat!" The Old Gang Leader watched her snatch his beggar's chicken breast and hurriedly reached out to grab it back.
In the end, he still couldn't beat Feng Luo to it, and she quickly stuffed it into her mouth.
The Old Gang Leader looked at Feng Luo exasperatedly, "You little brat! You have no respect for the elderly at all!"
