To be honest, Song Cheng didn't really care about what Yu Sheng asked for—all things considered, they've "collaborated" enough times, and he was thoroughly familiar with the director's attitude towards Yu Sheng. His only concern was that the things requested might be a bit too much, possibly overdoing it. But witnessing Hu Li devouring a chicken leg down to the bone in three bites dispelled even that last bit of concern...
On the contrary, Yu Sheng was feeling a bit embarrassed. When the skewers were brought over, he glanced at Song Cheng awkwardly: "You really went for it? Without even questioning it?"
"Just don't roast me," Captain Song said with a stern face, trying hard to ignore the sound of Hu Li munching nearby, "Our Special Service Bureau always operates from a utilitarian standpoint..."
Yu Sheng chuckled, casually sweeping all the other alchemy materials he had requested into Hu Li's tail, then stepped over to the corpses of the Angel Sect cultists.
