Little Wolf Cub and Big Bad Wolf (2)

Ji Chi wasn't afraid of facing challenges head-on, even if it meant preparing a sizzling beef steak with the audacity of cooking a pig over boiling water. He had no intention of letting Jiang Junlin in on his secret; after all, he had already sent a basket of sword orchids to the grave, flowers designated solely for such solemn occasions. In Jiang Junlin's heart, Ji Chi was best left as a lifeless entity, a pianist's most sincere blessing.

"Truly apologetic, I have no parents or relatives to offer sacrifices," Ji Chi replied candidly.

Jiang Junlin stared at his retreating figure and let out a cold chuckle. "Didn't Bai Yueguang die? Didn't she go to sweep the grave?"

Ji Chi turned back around, addressing Jiang Junlin, "Chairman Jiang, are you still having a meal? Or perhaps you'd prefer to settle things through a brawl?"