Ah Jiu saw Wufu's face squeezing and scowling, and her expression cleared slightly, feeling somewhat relieved.
"It's just a shop. If you want it, come find me, and someone will surely bring it to you, so there won't be any misunderstandings," Ah Jiu placed a piece of roasted venison onto her plate, saying, "Try this, the deer was just delivered, and it's still fresh."
Wufu responded with an "Oh," picked it up, put it in her mouth to taste it, and found the meat flavorful and tender. Not bad.
"Precisely because it's just a small shop, I would not bother coming to you for it," Wufu swallowed the venison and said, "Moreover, Lord Wen is practically my employer. I'm merely borrowing his influence; if I can use it, I will. What's wrong with that?"
Ah Jiu frowned again.
