"Sigh..." Tang Wulin let out a sigh. As a matter of fact, he was extremely willing to be Mu Ye's disciple. Putting everything aside, Mu Yue's cooking alone had already won Tang Wulin over. He was sure that his cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds if he continued having access to the good food made by Uncle Chef that often.
However, betraying the Tang Sect for the sake of food alone was ridiculous.
If only Tang Sect had a great chef like Uncle Ye...
As he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Tang Wulin walked out of the small canteen feeling a little helpless.
Chang Gongyan and Lin Yuhan were no longer there. Zhen Hua and Gu Yue were the only people left.
"Uncle-master." Tang Wulin called out respectfully.
Zhen Hua smiled gently. "How was it? The talk with him."
Tang Wulin said a little awkwardly, "I'm afraid I can't promise Uncle Ye what he wanted so he left. I think he's probably a little angry."
