Ji Han has already gone out the door with a cold expression.

Zhao Jiangui's heart is at a loss, he turns his head to ask Xiao Lin, "What's going on?"

Xiao Lin says, blindly subservient, "Makes.h.i.+ft plan... Zhao Daxia, this is a makes.h.i.+ft plan!"

Zhao Jiangui is even more at a loss.

Xiao Lin says, "I told Jiaozhu, you asked me just then what he likes to eat."

Zhao Jiangui, "What he likes to eat? Why?"

Xiao Lin, "Because you want to personally cook for him."

Zhao Jiangui, "..."

Xiao Lin says, "My mother once told me, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach."

Zhao Jiangui, "..."

Xiao Lin continues, "Zhao Daxia, the number one swordsman under heaven is capable of anything, an insignificant bowl of egg noodles, certainly it won't be too difficult."

Zhao Jiangui, "..."

Xiao Lin, "Zhao Daxia! The whole of the Haoran Alliance is relying on you, ah!"

...

Zhao Jiangui says, "There's one thing I really don't understand."

Xiao Lin hastily says, "Zhao Daxia, please speak!"

Zhao Jiangui slowly opens his mouth and asks, "Why did your mother teach you how to capture a man's heart?"

Xiao Lin, "..."