The Phonograph, Big Beard, the master's overcoat. Could it be…
Huang Guangshi looked up at Li Banfeng. "You are..."
He didn't dare continue.
The person in front of him might really be Li Banfeng. Could Li Banfeng have killed the master? Impossible. With the master's high cultivation level, no one in Puluo State could kill him.
Li Banfeng, not bothering with idle talk, hooked Huang Guangshi's chin with the Sickle and said to the Phonograph, "My dear, let's eat."
HISS~
"Thank you for your affection, My lord, but Little Servant isn't hungry at all."
Li Banfeng was taken aback. "My dear, say that again. I didn't hear you clearly."
"My lord, Little Servant is truly not hungry."
Li Banfeng suspected something was wrong with the Phonograph. Or perhaps the stab wound to his stomach had impaired his hearing. My dear said she wasn't hungry? Such a thing had actually happened! It seemed his previous injuries hadn't healed yet. If the injury hadn't healed, he should eat more!
