The decades Chen Yu spent "serving his sentence" in the House of Destiny forced him to grow up a bit.
He was no longer as paranoid and extreme as he was in his youth.
He also gradually learned to think.
For instance, at this moment, he sat at the desk in his bedroom, staring at the bowl of food in front of him, focusing intently on researching why humans thousands of years ago had invented the delicacy of tofu pudding doused in soy sauce.
"Could the chef have been a genius?"
After a long time.
He couldn't figure it out.
He looked up and called out to the door, "Someone come here."
"Your Highness!" The wooden door pushed open, and the D+ grade top-tier Transcendent walked in, respectfully saluting, "Your orders?"
"Who made this tofu pudding?" Chen Yu picked up the bowl.
"Our head chef."
"Drag him out and chop him."
"Understood!" The top-tier Transcendent acknowledged the order and turned to leave.
