Xuan Yi looked up at the sky, utterly speechless.
Not good at all? Try saying that again when you can tear your eyes away from the table and without any food in your mouth!
More importantly, Feng the Third, you would have already tricked me into eating if it didn't taste good!
Xuan Yi might be stiff and joyless, but he was still just a teenager. Intrigued by Feng Xun's reaction, and after recalling that he hadn't actually said anything bad about Feng Wu so far, Xuan Yi went up to Feng Wu matter-of-factly and took an apron from her.
Feng Wu was speechless.
Xuan Yi sat down next to Feng Xun without giving Feng Wu another look. Picking up a pair of chopsticks, he took a piece of elk meat from a dish filled with chili oil, and put it in his mouth —
"Hm?"
Xuan Yi went stiff instantly!
So spicy!
So hot!
