"Eat it, or leave it! It's late, you should be grateful there's food at all! This is what I eat!" The man in black hissed at Xiao'er, so enraged he was ready to chuck the bowl straight at her face.
Who was the captor here and who was the hostage? Was she throwing this tantrum just to humiliate him?
"You want roast chicken and you can't make any? Chickens can't see well at night, just catch and cook one. Give us the drumsticks and you can have the rest!" Xiao'er spoke with what seemed like a magnanimous air, her words grating enough to kill with their mere audacity.
He scoffed, she was being deliberately infuriating, he could bet on that!
"There are no chickens on this island! How about bats? Would you like me to roast a bat for you?" All that this godforsaken island had were bats!
Yang Liu's eyes flickered upon hearing this. She had started to grasp where they might be.