The two stared at each other for a long time.
The nun, holding her staff, smiled out of nowhere and asked:
"You used to hate those two so much you wanted to eat their flesh raw. Now that you've truly tasted it, how was it?"
Her tone was serene and unhurried, like an old friend reunited after years apart.
Chen Yi recalled briefly and said:
"Zhu E was as gentle as water, tasting like the smoothness of a lotus flower, whereas Qin Qingluo was like a small horse pulling a heavy cart, you had to tug on her hair to drive her, truly flavorful. So, the taste was quite good."
Dong Gong Ruoshu blinked and stared at Chen Yi with confusion and a hint of horror.
"What tasted good?"
The young Miss Donggong exclaimed:
"You ate people?"
Chen Yi froze for a moment.
This Miss Donggong truly had the making of a killer's sword.
Chen Yi turned to glance at Dong Gong Ruoshu and said softly:
"Miss Donggong, why don't you head back first?"
