"I'm originally an examiner, but my old affliction resurfaced a while ago, so I was lazy and didn't come for a few days. Today, I'm feeling rather interested, so I decided to wander around."
Master Chen smiled warmly, glancing at the Spirit Chefs before him.
Before him were six Spirit Chefs, each with an empty bowl in front of them, except for Xin Lin, whose bowl held a large amount of soup.
"What do you think of the taste of this soup?"
Master Chen asked with a jovial expression, holding his wine gourd.
He had a ruddy wine nose, making him appear very approachable.
However, Xin Lin felt a sense of vigilance.
She discovered a deliberately concealed sharpness in the old man, the sharp light beneath the benevolent gaze, which she observed clearly.
A Spirit Chef at the seven-star level is undoubtedly an extraordinary person; aside from other matters, his other cultivation, whether as a Martial Artist or Spirit Master, must have reached the pinnacle.
