"Holy one, I cannot—"
"There is no need to be polite with me. What I give you is yours; you can take it back." Ruan Chanchan didn't care about the little meat. Anyway, without soy sauce and other condiments, the meat tasted gamey and strange. More than the meat, what she liked was fish and eggs.
What was more, she knew if she didn't give something to Su Mo, then the mer would only be tormented at the hands of his aunt, so she might as well give him a little something. Usually, she would not have done it, but Su Mo was too honest. If she didn't help him, then this poor mer would rather starve himself than let that woman bully his uncle. He was that level of honest.
