"Achoo!"
Master Wang covered his nose with his elbow, still holding several skewers in his hand.
He frowned and said, "Don't sprinkle so much seasoning!"
Mu Dan made a funny face, and her movements immediately became much smaller.
In front of the new pavilion on Sword Nine's peak.
Master Wang had transformed into a barbecue master, offering his master and Master Sword Dance the chicken wings he had eaten on the Cloud Platform the day before. Xiao Huating, dressed in a disciple's skirt, busily ran back and forth serving tea and water.
Sword Dance had already started eating over there.
This acting Palace Master of the Sword God Palace was truly worthy of being called 'peerlessly elegant.'
Her speech and manners were not the least bit affected; she appeared dignified and beautiful in front of others, yet more natural and unrestrained in private. At this moment, her lips stained with grease, she delighted in savoring such earthly pleasures with unfading enthusiasm.
