"Because you're no ordinary chef…" Suiren's voice lingered in Bu Fang's ear.
Bu Fang could not help but roll his eyes. He was certainly not an ordinary chef. In fact, his cooking skills had long since gone beyond the imagination of mortals. Even so, he was still far from the level he had always dreamed of, so he was not too proud. To him, being humble was very important.
"Ever since there has been life in the world, there has been food, and all things between heaven and earth can be turned into food. This is what a Saint once told me, and I'm passing it to you now." Suiren chuckled. Then, he put his hands behind him and turned to look at the cave.
Two figures sat cross-legged in the depths of the cave. Their aura was vigorous as if connecting heaven and earth, and they were suppressing the demonic energy in the cave.
Standing next to Suiren, Bu Fang seemed to think of something, and he asked, "Senior, is the enemy you speak of the Soul Demons?"
