In the Saint Spirit Sky, in a pavilion decorated with lanterns.
At this moment, in a luxurious private room in the attic, Hellfire was lying on a fragrant bed.
At this moment, a sound came from outside the door.
"Enter!"
The Hellfire glanced at the door and saw the manager of First-grade Fragrance walk in.
"Sanzhi, you're here. Is there any new ingredient for First-grade Fragrance?"
At this moment, Hellfire also went straight to the point.
San Zhi waved his hand when he heard the Hellfire's words.
The Egg-Fried Rice made by Xiao Changtian appeared in his hand.
"Lord Hellfire, take a look at this."
As he spoke, Sanzhi presented the Egg-Fried Rice to the Hellfire.
Hmm? The Hellfire looked at the Egg-Fried Rice in front of him with surprise.
He stretched out his hand and a ball of flame appeared in his palm.
It brushed past the plate in Sanzhi's hand, grabbed a handful of rice from the plate, and ate a few mouthfuls.
"Not bad, not bad!"
