Young Master Yin did not turn around. He glanced at her and said, "Why can't I eat hares?"
"But... I thought you weren't going to be killed!" Mo Yitong pouted and handed the jade flute over. Young Master Yin didn't hesitate. He had no gratitude on his face and hung it around his waist. Then, he said, "You're still standing here?"
"I... I've been waiting for this..."
"This is not yours," Young Master Yin said as he took the rabbit down, cut it with a knife, sprinkled some seasoning, and continued to roast it.
Mo Yitong was taken aback. "Could it be that Young Master Yin, you're not interested in eating?"
Young Master Yin turned around and looked at her expressionlessly. He opened his mouth and said, "I only remember that you said that I could provide you a place to live. You didn't say
