บท 975: Chapter 116: Capital Punishment_2

Pei Ye snapped his fingers and transmitted several strands of True Qi to him, set the buns and dishes neatly before him, and sat down cross-legged: "That night when a few of us were chatting about food, the buns you mentioned—I tried them a few days ago and they were indeed good. I also bought some of the other things we didn't get to eat."

Wen Zaizi was stunned: "...We only exchanged a few words, yet you remember it so clearly."

He was clearly touched.

"No, I just have a good memory, capable of never forgetting what I hear." Pei Ye certainly didn't keep a tight memory of his fellow inmates' food preferences—he only remembered that Miss Ming ate pears, and he had no idea what Piaoqing liked to eat. He had just remembered while thinking back before coming.

"Oh, that's quite magical," said Wen Zaizi, his voice faint, revealing a wrist much more slender than before. But at that moment, faced with a feast, he first poured himself a full cup of wine and drank it down in one gulp.