The reason they can't speak now is because they drank all the soup... and it was soup that Luo Qianqian added water to twice...
Now their stomachs are so full that they can't move, and even saying a single word feels like something might come out. They can only lie on the ground, unable to move, expressing their admiration with their eyes.
"Ahem, let me translate." Luo Qianqian looked at the three people's aggrieved eyes and said directly to He Wenyu, "Goddess Shiliu, please accept us as your most devoted followers! We don't seek spiritual support or admiration for strength, we just need satisfaction for our stomachs. As long as you're willing, we're ready to sacrifice ourselves for you!"
"Isn't that an exaggeration..." Hearing Luo Qianqian's half-serious words, He Wenyu couldn't help but laugh and cry.
The three people on the ground, although lying down, kept nodding, afraid that He Wenyu wouldn't believe them.
