I'm Really Not a Demon

Why do all your geniuses and family heirs call me boss? I'm just a little kid full of scrap metal. "Okay, okay, Di Mo, eat this and awaken your spiritual power quickly." Yu Hui's face could already be called "chacha". Di Mo looked at Zhi Hui, whose face was as dark as Zhang Fei's, and then looked at what he handed over... He couldn't tell what this was at all! "Ahem, this is the West Lake vinegared fish with Zheergen salad, and some Beijing bean juice added, what do you want?" Yu Hui suppressed a smile, but Whale Wuwang's face turned dark this time. "Hey, is this edible? Don't send me away right away! "It's not up to you! " "Stop! " "Elder brother! Don't harm my brother! " "Don't come over! "... Di Mo endured the nausea and swallowed it in one gulp, only to feel a fishy stench slipping from his mouth all the way to his stomach. The smell lingered in his mouth, and his throat burned with pain: "Water... Water..."