He repeated the words from the note.
"Wait a minute."
White Feather Chicken was indeed intrigued and then hung up the phone.
"Open the door."
A minute later, he was at the doorway of the lounge.
"Here I am."
Liu Zheng quickly opened the door.
"Where are the dill seeds?"
White Feather Chicken asked directly.
"Right here."
He took out a bag of dill seeds and handed it to White Feather Chicken.
"Hmm, this flavor is perfect for making Provence stew and goes perfectly with the big maggots of the Divine Demon."
White Feather Chicken opened the bag, sniffed, and showed a satisfied expression.
"As long as you're happy with it."
"What do you want?"
White Feather Chicken asked while securing the bag.
"I would like Salmon to accompany me on a trip."
Liu Zheng said.
With Salmon's help, the journey to the Ten Thousand Great Mountains would be more assured.
"No, there's no good reason."
White Feather Chicken refused without hesitation.
