Nighttime • Jingzhu Cave Heaven
By the shimmering lakeside, a large copper pot was erected, with fiery red charcoal burning fiercely at its center, releasing crackling sparks.
Thinly sliced pieces of precious birds and rare beasts lay on ice, neatly arranged in front of the table.
King Jing, smiling, dipped a stack of tender slices of meat into the pot, and after boiling thrice, he fished them out, wrapped them in greens, and ate. A look of enjoyment appeared on his face as he turned back to Yi Chen and Lin Luo with a smile,
"The warmth of the mortal world's cuisine truly warms the heart. I wonder if Hidden Dragon Taoist and Lady Lin Luo are accustomed to this food?"
"Your Highness, not good." Yi Chen put down his chopsticks and shook his head regretfully, which made King Jing's smile freeze for a moment.
"What's wrong? If the Taoist is not accustomed, I can have the spread removed immediately and replaced."
