The emperor, who is serious on the outside but fast on the inside, attacks the rumor-ridden and unpredictable Demon King.
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"I'm curious. I show you my spiritual contract every day. Why don't you show me your spiritual contract?"
Xie Ximeng didn't react. When he did, his first sentence was really not an answer, but a retort: "Is this how you talk to people?"
"... Shut up! Answer the question quickly."
"I won't tell you. I won't tell anyone else, so why should I tell you?"
"I will cook from now on."
Xie Ximeng was silent: "..."
"If you don't want to starve to death, just tell me."
"I can't starve to death."
This time, Mo Zhu was silent: "..."
"Are you still asking?"
"Ask, of course. But this time I'll ask something else."
"What else can you ask?"
"What do you like to eat?"
Xie Ximeng was confused by the question: "What?"
Mo Zhu repeated: "What do you like to eat?" He was afraid that Xie Ximeng would not understand, so he added, "Sweet? Spicy? Sour? Or something else?"
"Huh? It's spicy."
"What about those who don't like it?"
"It's too sweet, I don't like it very much."
Mo Zhu waved his hand to signal that he had finished asking: "That's just right. Our tastes are exactly opposite. In the future, we have a reason not to make spicy ones but to make sweet ones instead."
"..." You are prepared to starve to death if you can't beat me.
"Okay, let's go out now and see you at the competition arena later."
Intention: growth
