I planted them…
Bu Fang said the truth.
However, no one believed him.
An ingredient grown by a First Grade Immortal Chef could be stronger than the wheat a Nether Chef had risked his life to harvest from the Demon God's battlefield?
That was the Demon God Blood Barley, which had absorbed the Demon God's blood. Even in Nether Prison, it belonged to the category of peerless ingredients.
Although it couldn't be compared to a sacred grade immortal ingredient, it was much more precious than other top-grade immortal ingredients.
He was just a First Grade Immortal Chef. How could he have a superior ingredient like that?
Who would believe his answer?
The others thought that Bu Fang was mad at that Nether Chef.
Bu Fang's serious expression, in the others' eyes, seemed to deliberately provoke and enrage Zheng Kuangjiu.
"I don't want to tell you where I got the wheat. Are you angry?"
Zheng Kuangjiu was dumbstruck.
