When the theme was known to be cooking, Luo Li sighed in his heart.
It was not because he did not know how to cook, but rather he did not like to cook... Although he was currently one of the top experts in Ancient Shura City, he had not come from a wealthy family.
When he was young, Luo Li grew up on a poor farm. He was different from the Shura Saintess, who was born with a gold spoon. When she was born, the stars congregated, for she was destined to have a bright future.
Luo Li, however, achieved what he had at this point only through blood and sweat. He had sacrificed much to get back some of what she was born with.
Still, memories of his childhood were the hardest to forget. Cooking had become a distant memory in his mind.
At that time, he was working in a restaurant...
Shaking his head, Luo Li got back to reality. He opened the wok lid, and the hot steam surged outwards, bringing forth a familiar scent, letting Luo Li feel satisfied.
