C71 No Retreat

"No way!" I gritted my teeth, wishing I could bite my tongue off.

He raised his eyebrows at me and waited.

I grinded my teeth and had to compromise, "Alright, just deliver the food! I'll just send you off! " At most, he would just treat it as dog food.

This time, he really had come to block his path.

It was one thing to think too much into it