Chapter 44: Is There More, Let Me Have a Taste

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Is There More, Let Me Have a Taste

Shu Chao Yu slipped into the safe house on the second basement level of the bar under the cover of night. The moment he entered, he slammed Ma’s head down on the table.

THUD!

Ma’s forehead hit the table hard. Wincing, he grimaced in pain and begged for mercy:

"Young hero, show some mercy!"

The hand on the back of his head didn’t loosen its grip; instead, it pressed down even harder.

"That video from the Imperial Hospital’s surveillance system... you helped your ’goddess’ wipe it, didn’t you!" Shu Chao Yu’s tone was one of complete certainty.

"It was me! It was me!"

Ma admitted it without a moment’s hesitation.

’The young hero had already decided I was the one. If I denied it, what came next would be far more miserable!’

"I helped my goddess. But when I found out the person she was going after was your niece, I deliberately left a flaw in the video!"

In truth, it wasn’t that Ma’s "skills were lacking."

The mirror image Shu Yao discovered on the tombstone in the video was something he had deliberately left behind.

"So I guess I should be thanking you, is that it!" Shu Chao Yu released him, still fuming.

Having survived the ordeal, Ma panted, "To spot the flaw in my ’homework’ at a single glance—I told you, that niece of yours is something else!"

Shu Chao Yu was about to use the same trick again, to teach this shameless accomplice another lesson on his niece’s behalf.

But at that exact moment, Ma began gasping for air as if having an asthma attack, his movements and expression utterly exaggerated!

"SNIFF! SNIFF!"

Ma stared at Shu Chao Yu, his eyes shining like a dog that hadn’t seen a bone in centuries. His nose twitched furiously, sniffing its way up until it was right beside the corner of his mouth.

With nowhere to retreat and his patience exhausted, Shu Chao Yu shoved the man’s face away with one hand.

The gleam in Ma’s eyes only intensified.

"What did you eat?"

Shu Chao Yu sniffed himself, then smacked his lips to savor the aftertaste, and finally looked at Ma with a raised eyebrow.

"You’ve got a sharp nose. Steamed eggs, made by my niece."

Ma gulped. "Was it good?"

"Of course it was delicious!" Unclear whether he was being deliberately cruel, Shu Chao Yu began to describe in detail the delicacy whose flavor still lingered on his tongue, savoring the memory. "The steamed eggs my niece makes... they radiate a golden light, with a texture even softer and smoother than cream cheese.

"They’re springy, like panna cotta, yet savory, fragrant, and silky smooth. You take a spoonful, and it melts in your mouth before you even have a chance to chew. Before you can even think about swallowing, it slides right down your throat! The taste... it’s just divine! I ate six bowls in one go. Six bowls!"

An image of it already formed in Ma’s mind, and he started drooling so much it was practically a waterfall. He stared with longing eyes at the mouth that had just enjoyed such a delicacy, watching it open and close.

Shu Chao Yu continued, without a hint of exaggeration, "In all my life, I’ve never tasted anything so delicious! I can guarantee you, the steamed eggs my niece makes would blow every dish that has ever appeared on the Star Network out of the water! That Lin Zhenxiang? Those other food bloggers? Compared to my niece, they’re a complete joke!"

Ma couldn’t take it anymore, his eyes overflowing with desperate longing.

"Is there any more? Let me have a taste!"

Shu Chao Yu let out a dry laugh. "And you think you’re worthy?"

Seeing Ma groveling like a dog, Shu Chao Yu had a sudden realization. ’This is way better than using violence. Psychologically tormenting someone is so much more satisfying!’

"Just let me have one bite, and I’ll be your slave! I’ll do whatever you want!" For a single taste, Ma was ready to abandon all his integrity.

"We’ll see based on your future performance." Shu Chao Yu patted Ma’s cheek, then snatched his hand back in disgust. "How fucking long has it been since you washed your face?!"

"Heh heh!"

’You could probably scrape enough grease off Ma’s face to cook a whole meal!’

’Xiao Juzi’s tender, fair skin felt so much better!’