Owen Bertram sat down, but was interrupted by Ethereal Devin's voice from outside, "Lord Prescott, I have an urgent matter to report."
Verna's face turned sour, feeling as if another freeloader was coming to mooch a meal.
Ethereal Devin truly had an important matter, but as soon as he entered, his nose couldn't help but gravitate towards the big pot... The aroma was simply too enticing.
There were already rumors in the outpost that Owen's sister's cooking was unparalleled in the world, and eating her food even had a supplementary effect on cultivation. That's why Lord Prescott and his crew were always hovering around her.
However, if you asked Matthew and the others, they would all shake their heads vigorously like a rattling drum: It's not true, don't talk nonsense, nothing like that.
We each only get half a bowl, if the news gets out, and you all try to grab some, how much would be left?
