"As a noble, don't you have the most basic courtesy?" Ji Ruo smiled at him."
Jonathan hesitated for a moment." Please give me another bowl. I want the one with a different taste."
He saw some townspeople who had been given another type of soup turn red. Their faces looked like they were in pain and excitement. They were very curious about the taste.
Ji Ruo happily flicked his fingers and poured another bowl for Jonathan.
Then, ignoring Jonathan, who was yelling at the spicy food, he called everyone to start teaching them how to make hotpot.
This novel way of eating made the townspeople marvel. With the addition of the delicious food, they worshipped Ji Ruo even more.
The sliver of divine power in the Niwan Palace between Ji Ruo's brows grew stronger and stronger, but it was unknown whether it was too little or something was missing. There were no signs of igniting the divine fire that the Elemental Master Gods had mentioned.
