Seeing that almost half of the dishes were gone, the bandits exclaimed in unison, "You scoundrel, is Jiang Jiang really your biological daughter? Didn't you say your husband treated her badly?"

The reason a dog is a dog is because when a dog gets angry, it doesn't recognize its own family and can't see anyone else. It can only see the candied cherry radishes in front of it, as well as the cold lettuce shreds and cold vegetable shoots. It thinks that these are all brought out by its daughter. They are not mutated and have spiritual power, which is good for His Majesty's spiritual power gene collapse.

Bo Jichen poured out half of the candied cherry radishes, then got up to work on the cold lettuce salad, pouring out half of it as well. Without even glancing at the bandits, he calmly and swiftly denied everything, saying, "I didn't say that, don't talk nonsense, I don't admit it."

"Besides, she chose her husband herself, she's the one who loves him. She doesn't need you good-for-nothing scumbags to meddle here."

"Hey kitten, don't get involved with your cheap pampered parents. They're all bad people, a bunch of scoundrels. Come on, eat your vegetables!"

Bo Jichen poured half of the shredded lettuce into Yuan Yi's bowl and casually placed the other half, along with the plate, in front of Agares.

The way it was placed was so natural and fluid, without a trace of deliberate effort, just like giving away the leftovers from a panda cub.

Agares raised an eyebrow, glanced at his teacher, and casually picked up the bowl of cold vegetable salad in front of him and handed it to his teacher.

The more than 20 years of mentor-student relationship is not just for show; their tacit understanding is top-notch, and no one else can interfere.

Bo Jichen took the rapeseed from his young prince. The huge takeout box was half empty. After emptying it, he placed it back in front of Agares and casually turned to stir-frying the vegetable leaves.

Agares' aura was no longer strong. He casually looked at the bandits and said, "Gentlemen, where were we? My memory has been a bit fuzzy lately. Can you guys remind me? Shall we continue?"

Ginger shreds: "..."

The way Bo Xilai packed up the food was just like how people in the countryside of ancient China would pack up food in plastic bags before the banquet even started!

Agares is definitely a brat who hands plastic bags to Bo Jichen.

The bandits: "..."

It feels like I've shot myself in the foot.

That bastard Agareth is just as dog-like as their boss—no, they're being narrow-minded; that bastard Agareth is even more dog-like than their boss.

Xia Pu said weakly from the side, "Everyone, let's eat quickly, or it will get cold!"

His unspoken message was, "Everyone, hurry up and grab them, or they'll be gone!"

Si Mubei started picking up food with his hands: "Let's stop talking, let's eat first!"

Yu Feifei joined in the scrambling for food: "Yes, yes, we shouldn't talk while eating or sleeping. Let's eat quickly and not waste our daughter's hard work!"

Ling Duan, quick as a flash, grabbed the food: "Nothing is more important than eating. After you finish, have a cup of tea and let's chat!"

Agares tapped silently on the table, his movements as steady as a pine tree, his expression blank. "Everyone, are you sure you don't want to talk anymore? Mr. Fu Huan, what did you just ask me? I don't quite remember. Would you like to ask me again?"

Fu Huan, gnawing on a rabbit leg in one hand and trying to snatch the rabbit head with the other, muttered, "I didn't ask anything, you must have misheard me. Food, food, food!"

"So you didn't ask anything, I misheard you, sorry!" Agares suddenly realized, his gaze sweeping over the bandits who were devouring the food, and said calmly and with a hint of intimidation, "By the way, you guys are bandit fans, idolizing the number one bandit on the individual bounty list, Red Eyebrows!"

"Although Red Eyebrows' fleet has never caused any real damage to the Troia Empire, and it could even be said that his fleet is mostly involved in double-crossing, I have studied them and discovered an interesting phenomenon. As fans of their banditry, would you like to hear about it?"

The bandits were startled, exchanged glances, and shook their heads in unison.

Don't listen! Don't listen! Don't listen!

If you keep listening, you'll run out of food.

Making rice is the priority!

Seeing them shake their heads, Agares, with a cold and stern face, solemnly and openly misinterpreted their meaning: "It seems you are all very interested, so let me tell you!"

Ginger shreds: "..."

What is my cheap husband trying to do?

Is this a counterattack against the father-in-law and mother-in-law?

Is it really necessary to be so ruthless?

Aren't you afraid he'll get ganged up on after he finishes eating?

Agares, who had been silently tapping his hand on the table, picked up his chopsticks, took a rabbit leg, and casually placed it in the bowl of ginger. He opened his mouth and spoke in a low, cold voice: "Gentlemen, I've been studying the footage left behind by the Red Eyebrows Fleet's robberies. I've discovered that the Red Eyebrows Fleet claims to have over 300 people, but in reality, they don't even have 35. They always use the same group of people for their robberies, but each time they use different disguises and different faces to mislead others into thinking they have over 300. Am I right, everyone?"