With a cry of "Wow...", Tyler jumped over from a stool in the distance, snatched the food from the vicious dog, and carefully picked up the fruit knife on the ground in his hand.
"How could you use it to stab such a disgusting thing!!" Tyler's eyes were filled with tears and his tone was excited.
"Just this... a fruit knife?" Lucas took a look at the blade and saw nothing special about it.
"You don't understand!" Tyler cleaned the cockroach off the fruit knife despite his nausea, holding it in his arms like a treasure: "What fruit knife? This is Maestro's posthumous work. I found it with great difficulty."
"Maestro?" When Lucas looked at the thing in Tyler's arms, he found that it was indeed a bit similar, but it was fake. He was teasing him on purpose.
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