He had never thought of becoming a saint, but it was fate that they met. He could not bear to see them wait for death here.
After the jug of wine was finished, Jiang Beiran returned to the place where she had descended from the clouds and found that Ling Dang was already waiting for her.
"You are smart." It was rare for Jiang Beiran to compliment Xia Lingdang.
Xia Lingdang lowered her head in embarrassment and laughed, replying,""I know that the master never leaves his name when he does good deeds, so he must have come back here."
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
Upon hearing this question, names such as Eight Treasures Roast Duck, Kung Pao Chicken, Squirrel Mandarin Fish, Dongpo Pork, and so on instantly appeared in Xia Lingdang's mind. Every dish made her salivate crazily.
But after swallowing a large mouthful of saliva, Xia Lingdang still replied,""I'll eat whatever my master cooks."
"Alright, wait."
