Amelia laughed out loud. "Master, you're the one who's farting!"
Elmer Stevens shook his head helplessly. This troublesome disciple had vomited blood and exhausted too much of her mind. She had fallen into a deep sleep to nourish her energy and accumulate strength, but she did not know that a group of people was scared half to death by her.
At this moment, the door opened and Old Madam Walton came in with a bowl of lean meat porridge. The fragrance wafted into her nose.
"Mia, you're awake?" Old Madam Walton said in surprise.
Amelia felt so hungry. She swallowed and said, "Grandma, I'm so hungry…"
Old Madam Walton cried tears of joy. "Alright, alright, alright. Grandma will cook delicious food for you now…"
Amelia immediately raised her hand. "Grandma, I want to eat braised eggplants, white-scorched prawns, and pot roasted meat…"
