The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

"Who dares to cause trouble at the Food God's Manor? Is my aunt's sabre not sharp enough?"

Liu Yiyi brandished the two kitchen knives. The edge of the knives flashed with a cold light under the sunlight. Clearly, they were made of Deep Sea Mysterious Iron.

Li Dao looked a little embarrassed as he turned around and asked Liu Yiyi, "Have you been well since we last met?"

"AHH!"

With a cry of surprise, Liu Yiyi hid the two kitchen knives behind her back and asked weakly, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to pay you back," Li Dao replied with a smile.

"Don't worry, eight thousand silver is not a small sum. Don't be in such a hurry."

Liu Yiyi quickly waved her hands, revealing the two kitchen knives behind her.

The corner of Li Dao's mouth curled up. This Liu Yiyi was quite interesting. She had an extremely gentle face, but her personality was a little too shrewd.

"Hehe, someone came to my Food God Residence to cause trouble and scared my guest. I came out to settle the score with him. Did you see the culprit?" Liu Yiyi scratched her head with her fist as she held the saber and smiled sweetly.

Li Dao nodded with an unnatural expression. He just wanted to put down the silver and leave. Who would have thought that all the guests in the House of the God of Food were martial artists? They shouldn't be scared by these two boxes, right?

"You see, where is he?"

Seeing Li Dao nod, Liu Yi Yi asked with a surprised expression.

"I saw him, but he's not here to cause trouble," Li Dao replied as he touched his chin.

"You don't care if he's here to cause trouble. Where is he?"

Li Dao stretched out his hand and pointed at his own nose as he helplessly said, "It's right in front of your eyes."

"What?! The one making trouble is you!"

Liu Yi Yi Yi Yi's expression was quite wonderful. Her mouth was half open. She covered her mouth and became a bit embarrassed.

"I'm not here to cause trouble. I'm here to return the money. Those two boxes are full of silver, go count them. If they're not bad, then I'll be leaving."

"What do you mean, we're friends?"

For some reason, Liu Yiyi had regained her savagery and asked Li Daoyi.

Li Dao shook his head and smiled, "No, we have never been friends."

"You, you … Is I, Liu Yiyi, not qualified to be your friend? " Liu Yiyi's face turned red, and her words became a bit sloppy. She was the famous Goddess of Food in the world, but Li Dao actually did this to her.

"Alright, since the money has been repaid, I should leave now." Li Dao smiled at her and turned to leave.

"Stop right there, it's not bad that you returned the money, but what about the thing that scared my customer?"

Liu Yiyi rushed in front of Li Dao in a flustered manner. She opened her arms, and a kitchen knife appeared in her hand, blocking Li Dao's path.

"What do you want? Why don't I accompany you for another eight thousand silver?" Li Dao sized up Liu Yiyi and said with a smile.

"Silver, silver, silver, do you think money is something to be proud of?" Do you think that money can solve any problem? "

Liu Yiyi was furious. She stomped her feet and coldly snorted as she turned her head away.

"Then what does Miss Yi Yi mean?"

Liu Yi Yi Yi didn't look at Li Dao, but was still acting high and mighty. She tilted her head to the side and didn't say a word.

"Alright, Miss Yiyi, please draw a line. As long as it's not too excessive, I'll promise you anything." Li Dao laughed. He did not know when he had become so patient. If it was before, he definitely would not have said so much nonsense to Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi rolled her eyes and smiled, "You said it yourself. You're not allowed to go back on your words."

"I, Li Jun, have always been a man of my word. As long as I don't overdo it, I will agree to your request." Li Dao nodded.

"Alright, in order to make up for my loss, you have to stay in the Food God Residence as a laborer and wash the eight thousand plates and split the eight thousand logs of firewood." Liu Yiyi forced a smile as she spoke.

Looking at Li Dao's appearance, he didn't seem to be someone capable of doing crude work. Liu Yiyi's eyes were filled with a smile.

Li Dao pondered for a moment before replying. Wasn't it just washing eight thousand plates and splitting eight thousand sticks of wood? It wouldn't be difficult for him, a certain Li, to do it.