Li Banfeng chopped the Clock Pendulum into Rong Jin'an's head.
Rong Jin'an lay on the ground, his body convulsing violently.
Li Banfeng had known Rong Jin'an wasn't dead. Although Rong Jin'an played dead convincingly, Li Banfeng could still sense the danger emanating from him.
The reason he brought him back to the Portable Residence was to please the House Spirit.
It wasn't exactly the House Spirit yet, as Li Banfeng still couldn't say her name. For now, he would just call her 'wife'.
His wife had complained that the food was never fresh, and Li Banfeng felt very ashamed.
HISS... HISS...
The Phonograph started to move.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The Phonograph had been waiting for a long time. "My lord, you truly cherish your Little Servant, bringing back such fresh and rare delicacies."
Li Banfeng nodded. "Please, wife, have your meal."
"Thank you, my lord."
A cloud of steam enveloped Rong Jin'an, causing his body to tremble even more violently.
SLURP. SLURP.
