"Sorry about this, Boss Napoleon."
Liu Zheng stopped White Feather Chicken.
"The boss wants me to see her."
He said.
"If the boss calls you, then go. Why are you telling me about it?"
"What about these things?"
He pointed at the burlap sacks by his feet.
"Hmph, just leave them here. I'll get someone to pick them up later."
"Alright then! I'm heading out now."
Liu Zheng chuckled and said.
"Wait a minute, what about the head?"
"That's Shao Yanming's head. I think the boss calling me might have something to do with this head. If not, I'll bring it over to you afterward. How's that sound?"
He corrected White Feather Chicken's phrasing and then explained.
"Tch. Beat it."
White Feather Chicken flicked its wing impatiently.
Liu Zheng wasn't bothered and cheerily waved a tentacle, stepping past it toward the crossroads.
When he reached the elevator, the doors opened on their own before he even pressed the button.
"Oh?"
