Qi Tianshang took a step forward, cornering Qin Qin.
Qin Qin retreated indifferently, "I'm here, where is the antidote?"
"Antidote? You'll definitely get your antidote when I'm satisfied! It's getting late, how about dinner? Tell me what you like to eat, and I'll have the servants prepare it!"
Qi Tianshang curled his lips into a smile.
Qin Qin and Qi Tianshang sat opposite each other at the large dining table filled with numerous plates; Qin Qin glanced at them and frowned slightly.
Seeing her frown, Qi Tianshang smiled, the eyes behind the mask shimmering with a bewitching light, "If you don't tell me, I can just have the kitchen make a bit of everything. There has to be something you like, right?"
Qin Qin didn't start eating and instead looked up at Qi Tianshang opposite her, asking in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Qi Tianshang set down his knife and fork, crossed his hands on the table, and said, "What do I want to do? Isn't it obvious enough?"
