Descendant of the White Tiger

"Weiwei, what is it?" Ji Yun'er asked hurriedly. She would naturally not take Li Weiwei's theory of the food being drugged seriously, but she was still worried when she saw Li Weiwei's current expression.

This man from a small world might really not know respect and fear and do something shocking.

"It's too delicious!" Li Weiwei suddenly exclaimed. Then she began wolfing down the food, and ate all the remaining barbequed meat. Then she turned to look fixedly at the plate in front of Ji Yun'er, her eyes bright as if she was about to pounce over any moment.

Ji Yun'er could not help but stretch out her arm to guard her food, and asked, "Is it really so delicious?"

Li Weiwei turned her face around, and demanded, "Blockhead, quickly serve the remaining barbequed meat!"

Yet Ling Han smiled, and said, "Will you pay True Origin Stones for it?"

"Yes!" Li Weiwei said impatiently, "Quick, hand it over, I want to eat to my heart's content today!"