C875 Who Would be the Leader?

Qin Muchen stuffed the compressed bread into his mouth. In his opinion, this kind of compressed food tasted pretty much the same. It was mainly used in special places and special times. As long as it could fill his stomach, it was fine.

"Your food..."

Qin Muchen was indifferent. He was not afraid that the girl with the pigtails would have any evil thoughts. At his current realm