Everyone was dumbfounded!
No one had expected Hua Youyue, who had just arrived and become the focus of attention, to proactively approach the chef and chat with him so casually, her face beaming with a smile.
What was most astonishing was that the chef, acting so carefree and wearing his chef hat crooked, had also just scared off Hua Youyue's pet.
How had such a reckless man won Hua Youyue's favor?
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with astonishment, including the powerful practitioners in the Tribulation Crossing Period, who couldn't help but cast an extra glance at him.
Ning Wuque appeared gloomy, he glared at Mo Xueling, looking at Yang Zhen with uncertainty, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
In the Beigu Institute, an old man walked to Ning Wuque's side and huffed lightly.
Ning Wuque suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and gazed with horror at the old man.
"Sanlian seat, Wuque has lost his spirit of literature!"
