What was that phrase again?
Immortal demeanor and Taoist bones?
Taoist bones?
Uh, it seems like that's the one.
Whether it is or not, doesn't matter anymore.
The most important thing now is to serve the old master in front of me well.
With his vast experience in sizing up people, he could easily tell.
This old master is definitely not ordinary.
So, if he serves this old master well and the old master becomes happy, maybe he'll reward him with something.
Maybe even grant him an immortal fate?
The more the owner of the noodle stall who made beef bone soup thought about it, the more he couldn't help but wear a smile on his face covered with quite a few pockmarks.
...
About another three to five minutes later.
The owner finally prepared a bowl of beef bone soup.
Carrying the beef bone soup, he headed towards where Luo Changfeng was.
"Here we go."
"Old master, here's the beef bone soup you ordered."
"Enjoy."
