"If you dare throw it on the ground, I'll toss you into the lake to feed the fish."
Si Xue threatened.
"Haha..."
Liu Zheng gave an awkward laugh, then threw the skin-wrapped meat into the receptacle and swallowed it down.
Speaking of which, does this count as lamb with skin?
"What's the matter? Waiting for me to pour you tea?"
Si Xue said.
"Ah? I'll do it, I'll do it."
Liu Zheng hurriedly grabbed the teapot and carefully tried to lift it.
Then... he couldn't lift it.
"Oh boy."
The tiny teapot, hardly bigger than a palm, turned out to weigh over a thousand pounds.
"What's the matter? That's all you've got?"
Si Xue taunted with a mocking tone.
"In front of you, how dare I talk about capability at all?"
He replied humbly.
"I don't keep useless idiots under me. If you're useless, just go die."
Si Xue's tone turned cold.
"Being incapable doesn't necessarily make someone trash. Even a used sheet of toilet paper serves its purpose."
