C72 Fowl for Food and Death

Zhang Xiaotian didn't seem to be in the mood to pay attention to my abnormal body. He sat on the sofa and took a cigarette. I sat down across from him, lit a cigarette, and smoked.

Zhang Xiaotian didn't speak, I didn't speak either, and we all smoked in silence.

"Yi Ke, when did you come to Boss Li's side?" Finally, Zhang Xiaotian spoke first.

"A few days ago!" "No," I said