"My master's unwillingness...?" Zhang Rongfang squinted his eyes, watching the other person continuously stuffing pieces of the spiciest stinky tofu into their mouth.
The bright red chili powder was wrapped around the golden yellow tofu pieces, like a burning hot iron.
Just looking at it made one's gums ache.
But Yan Shuang didn't mind at all, eating while huffing and puffing from the spiciness.
"Wait for it, it won't be long before there's news. But you have to be prepared mentally," Yan Shuang said while eating.
She actually didn't expect that this Zhang Ying would come this far.
Compared to the ordinary Spirit Envoy of the Golden Wing Pavilion months ago, his current identity as a Daoist of the Great Dao Teaching was much higher.
"..." Zhang Rongfang shook his head slightly.
With his current status, he couldn't imagine what power could affect him to free him from the supervision of his master.
