Are You Waiting For Me?

"I'm taking this!"

When Zhao Wu heard this, he took one of the jars and rushed out of the room nimbly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Even Zhuang Hua, who looked so decorous, had already taken a jar and rushed out the door. Only the soldier, Zhang Yong and Xia Zhe were left in the room.

Xia Zhe wrapped his arms around the jars, glared at the two of them and said loudly, "I have already given half of what I have. If the two of you want any, don't even think about taking it from me."

The soldier and Zhang Yong exchanged a look and saw the same intention in each other's eyes. The two of them instantly turned around and went after Zhao Wu and Zhuang Hua.

It was easier to take something from those two than to snatch it from Xia Zhe.

After everyone around him had left, Xia Zhe carefully opened one of the jars that he was holding. In an instant, there was a rich chili fragrance in the air, making his stomach growl.