With a flourish, he unwrapped it, revealing cleanly preserved biscuits and canned fruit.
"—I have the resources. And together, we could make this place flourish. What do you say? Would you consider joining hands with me? You wouldn't have to worry about food or safety. I can take care of all that."
He deliberately placed the food in front of her like an offering.
Behind her, Ye Qingxue and Nie Ziyu stiffened, exchanging uncomfortable glances. Song's expression did not change, but his eyes sharpened to knives.
And then—
Chirp!
Fluffy leapt from Ling Yu's shoulder onto the table with surprising agility, landing directly between her and the offered food. The tiny creature's soft fur bristled, puffing up until it resembled a ball of thorns. Its beady eyes narrowed into slits as it let out a sharp, hissing chirp.
The hostility was unmistakable.
Ling Yu tilted her head slightly, hiding the smile tugging at her lips.
