Even Ding Hui wanted to carry it, he had to hold it with both hands.
"..."
Fang Yu truly suspected that Ding Hui would torment Song Xi to death.
Besides, wasn't it said earlier that Song Xi's organs were failing? How is it that after all this time, he's still alive and kicking...
Fang Yu couldn't understand Ding Hui's strange researches, but when he saw Ding Hui shoulder the limp, pancake-like meat tumor like a sack, Fang Yu couldn't hold it in.
"Don't worry, it won't die! My dear, let's go. I've packed up everything I need, though those leftovers are a bit of a pity. But the transformation of the meat tumor is just beginning; it can't hold much. Next time, I'll add more, and it should be able to contain more stuff."
As Ding Hui spoke, he still patted the meat tumor on his shoulder.
In his words, he didn't treat the meat tumor as a person at all...
If Fang Yu wasn't already used to Ding Hui's behavior, he really couldn't face him directly.
