Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone was taken aback. Hu Tao burst into laughter, doubled over and pointing at Yang Zhen, gasping for breath as she said, "A god of food, you?"
"Don't assume that because you're handsome, you can boast. If you're a god of food, I'll eat this kitchen knife!"
"No way!" Yang Zhen quickly grabbed the kitchen knife, looking serious as he said, "The kitchen knife is the lifeblood of this food god. Are you trying to eat my lifeblood?"
"Your lifeblood?" Hu Tao shivered, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief, mumbling to herself, "So, he values a kitchen knife this highly, this is the attitude a true Spiritual Meal Master should have!"
Looking at the knife in Yang Zhen's arms, Hu Tao's eyes began to shine brightly, "Are you really a Spiritual Meal Master?"
"Of course, would I lie to you?" Yang Zhen looked sideways at Hu Tao, "If this food god is telling a lie, then... then let you eat the lifeblood of this food god!"
