"What, you want to kill me but won't even let me have my last meal? Isn't that too cruel?"
Qin Yi said, picking up his chopsticks and starting to eat.
Poison Snake looked at Qin Yi coldly, but didn't stop him. Indeed, in his view, eating a hearty meal before dying was warranted.
Qin Yi's chopsticks moved swiftly, and Yun Mengyao was not far behind. But Xiao Jian and the others couldn't bring themselves to eat, with so many people staring at them, especially when these people were here to kill. No matter how resolute their hearts, it's hard to calmly eat in such a situation.
They admired Qin Yi and Yun Mengyao immensely, to be able to enjoy their food at such a time.
Qin Yi looked up, noticing everyone staring at him, and said curiously, "Sure, I'm pleasing to the eye, but that's just a metaphor. Even if I'm as charming as I am, looking at me won't fill you up. Get moving with the chopsticks."
The crowd smiled bitterly; they couldn't eat at all.
