A chicken leg was neatly chopped off by Yu Pingchuan.
Lu Huaiyu's eyebrows jumped.
Lin Yaohui quietly put down the spatula he was holding and made a silent exit.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang Bang Bang!
Yu Pingchuan raised the knife and swung it down. The kitchen knife was thrown into the air and landed on the chopping board with a bang.
The chicken was quickly chopped into eight pieces.
Lin Yaohui glanced over.
Tsk.
How bloody.
Ning Li was sitting outside, so she could clearly hear the commotion.
She hesitantly stood up, but Lin Yaohui had already walked over to stop her. He gestured to her and lowered his voice.
"Ah Li, it's better if you don't go in yet."
Ning Li said hesitantly, "But... I see that Teacher Yu is very angry..."
Lin Yaohui sighed.
"It doesn't matter if you eat the chestnut chicken or not, but I really don't want to eat the chicken mince. You'd better just sit here!"
