Hu Tao chuckled, "What you might not know is that every disciple from the Beigu Institute is extremely talented. Each of them excels in a particular field, much like a Spiritual Meal Master who can cook delicacies others cannot. When you become a true Spiritual Meal Master, you'll also receive such treatment!"
As she snacked, Hu Tao cast a sideways glance at Yang Zhen, "So, are you envious of this level of attention?"
Yang Zhen scoffed, "Are you kidding me? As the Food Deity, why would I need to be envious of them? Actually, I'm quite remarkable myself. When I show off, even I get scared of myself!"
Hu Tao laughed heartily, playfully pushing Yang Zhen, "Go ahead, keep bragging. Today's grand occasion is the Palace Master's birthday. Even if your spiritual meal is delicious, it won't get nearly as much attention as a piece of writing, a poem, or even a painting. As long as it's favored by the Palace Master, it will be the talk of the town."
