There was no fear in Da Liang's eyes. Instead, he looked at the huge cake in front of him. It was half his height. He might not be able to finish it even if he ate it for an entire day, let alone tonight.
"Yes, this cake. I want you to finish all of it, you heard me right."
Sire Nine had an inkling of what was going on. He finally followed Da Liang's suspicious gaze and looked at Mao Nana, who was sitting beside Da Liang, who was so frightened that her face turned pale. There was a hint of a smile in his voice. "Young man, if you eat it tonight, not only will I let Second Brother let you go, I can also agree to one condition of yours. As long as I can do it, I will agree to it, as long as you bring it up."
Sire Nine looked at Da Liang. The coldness in his eyes, along with the coldness in his body, made the originally cold private room even more silent. Even the people around him did not seem to dare to breathe too loudly.
"I'll try."
