As Xiaoling tasted each dish, her taste buds danced in pleasure. She couldn't believe a regular lawyer and Demon Lord could cook such a delightful meal. As she hummed in pleasure, Weisheng's satisfaction appeared on his face.
"Do you like my cooking, then?" He asked since she was eating in silence.
She nodded, "It's too good for me to speak about it. Let me eat in peace."
Weisheng chuckled softly, nodding in satisfaction. The two finished their meals in silence and had tea afterward, chatting over tea.
"By the way, I was wondering about something," Xiaoling uttered with her hands cupping the tea cup for warmth.
"What?" Weisheng asked, sipping the warm tea.
"You said you can't control your powers," Xiaoling murmured, "As your Master, I should be able to train you," She suggested, "It's just hellfire, isn't it?"
