What was even more unexpected was that because of her, Yin Huaizhu set her sights on the assassin organization behind her.

A few days later, Yin Huaizhu killed the leader of the assassin organization and all the original management.

Amidst the flashing blades and bloodshed, they were all decapitated.

The rest of the people dared not utter a sound. After all, it didn't matter who they worked for, and what did it matter who the boss was?

It was later renamed Shadow.

Later, the underground forces of the United States gradually came under the control of Master Yin.

Hang Suisui placed the tea tray on the table and poured a cup for Yin Huaizhu and Qin Yu respectively.

She placed the teacup in front of Yin Huaizhu and said, "I brewed your favorite 'Thousand Mountains Snow' tea."

The aroma of tea wafted over the moment they spoke.

Yin Huaizhu gently took Hang Suisui's hand and tenderly led her to sit down beside him.

He took out a dark green handkerchief he always carried with him and carefully wiped the water stains off Hang Suisui's fingers.

"I'll definitely love anything you make."

Yin Huaizhu spoke earnestly with her head down, feeling that she had only said something ordinary.

Qin Yu sat opposite, dumbfounded, feeling the hairs on the back of his head stand on end.

Is there anything more terrifying than listening to the devilish boss whisper sweet nothings?

However, the person involved was completely unaware that this sentence was categorized as a love quote.

At least Qin Yu was constantly being entangled with Huo Zhou and Xu Yao, which gave her some experience with sweet talk in relationships.

Hang Suisui, however, had none of that.

She was still thinking to herself, "Why does this person talk just like her master?"

Her master used to say similar things whenever he wanted her to cook.

He said he liked the food she cooked, the tea she brewed, and the sunflower seeds she roasted, showering her with compliments.

Her master's praise-based education was just to get her to do chores.

Hang Suisui suddenly looked at Yin Huaizhu with some suspicion: "................You don't still like the food I cook, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Huaizhu's eyes lit up slightly.

Is she going to cook for him?

Should I cook for him?

Cook for him?

Yin Huaizhu answered without hesitation: "I like it!"

Hang Suisui took a slight breath.

really!

He just wanted to trick her into doing chores!

Trying to trick her into doing chores is impossible.

Hang Suisui uttered two words with a firm gaze: "Dream on."

Yin Huaizhu:...................

Wasn't it she who asked him?

Qin Yu:...................

Can she cook?