A rich aroma, as if it could hook the soul, slowly began to spread in the restaurant.
"What is this, why does it smell so good?"
Not long after the headless ghosts left, Edward sniffed hard, his face full of astonishment.
The scent was simply too tempting, as if it were something inherently missing from the depths of the soul.
Edward wanted to get up and see what it was that was so enticing just from its aroma.
But in the end, he restrained himself.
He, Edward, has been acting pretentious for two lifetimes, and was even nicknamed by the ghosts as the King of Pretentiousness in the Fierce Ghost Apartment.
He couldn't possibly lose his composure over a simple dish!
"Ghost King, this is fresh out of the pot Urinating Beef Balls, would you like to try some?" Alexander's voice rang in his ear, and in front of him was a ghost chef, holding a bowl of steaming balls.
