"If Mr. Monkey were to be the head chef, the banquet would surely feature a lot more variety, wouldn't it, Erlang Shen?" Tian Peng spoke to Yang Jian.
"Indeed." Regaining his senses, Yang Jian nodded his agreement.
He momentarily pushed Nezha's odd behavior to the back of his mind.
"Regardless, it's bound to be much better than whatever the Food God and Stove God pair could muster!" Tian Peng said with critical acclaim.
He was all too familiar with these two who had been in charge of the Heavenly Court's kitchen for many years; their cooking was always the same, and it paled in comparison to Shopkeeper Chen's dishes.
Suddenly, the immortals halted their conversations; the noise from the Palace of the Polestar abruptly subsided.
"We pay our respects to the Jade Emperor and the Empress."
All the immortals who noticed bowed respectfully toward the two seated in the high positions.
A few great deities, like Master Zhenyuan, simply nodded slightly.
