Mu Yin raised her eyebrows feeling the offer was hard to refuse, and since she hadn't eaten all day, she was indeed a bit hungry, and finally could not resist the temptation of good food, she took the soup bowl from the maid and sipped gently a few times.
"Is the taste to your liking?" the maid asked with a smile in her eyes, promptly topping up her plate with more food and arranging some desserts on the side.
"Yes, it's very good, thank you, I can do it myself," Mu Yin said. Although she was once a pampered young lady herself, she still wasn't used to being waited on, so she picked up the chopsticks and silently began to eat her favorites.
What she didn't know was that her movements and expressions as she dined were extremely elegant, far surpassing those of the true high society madams in cultivation by many times - the maid was secretly amazed, and also quietly noted Mu Yin's preferences for certain foods.
