"Do you have sugar? Add some for me. I like it sweet."
Facing Black Wolf, who was emanating a killing aura, Xiaofan remained completely unfazed, placing the half cup of coffee on the table.
"Sugar?" Black Wolf blinked his eyes.
"Ah, there's still half a cup. Although it smells good, I really can't stand the bitterness. If I throw it away, wouldn't that be such a waste?" Xiaofan continued.
"Hahahaha..." Wolf King suddenly burst into laughter.
Actually, this coffee was originally meant for Xiaofan, not for the people of Cross Society; everyone simply misunderstood at first.
"Black Wolf, have someone bring up the sugar."
"Wolf King, he..."
"He's not the enemy for now."
"Oh."
Even with Wolf King speaking, Black Wolf remained uneasy and could only use the intercom to call for the servant downstairs to bring up the sugar.
However, the person who delivered it this time was White Wolf.
