"I refuse!" Yu Xuan said firmly as he popped the last dumpling into his mouth.
He absolutely was not going to trade his limbs for cultivation resources, no matter how tempting they sounded. After all he was a Young Master.
The Immortal Chef looked genuinely disappointed… but far from deterred.
"Resources until Immortality aren't enough?" she muttered dramatically.
"This younger generation is so greedy. Ah don't tell me you're actually interested in this old wo—"
"Senior, please stop making up things on your own!" Yu Xuan cut her off.
"I never said anything like that! It's all in your head!"
"But I really want your body…"
Her emerald eyes burned with frightening intensity as she inspected him like a chef analyzing premium meat.
Yu Xuan shivered.
"Senior, please stop. I feel very uncomfortable."
The Immortal Chef leaned in even closer, practically breathing down his neck.
"Young man," she murmured, "have you reconsidered my offer?"
Her gaze roamed up and down his figure.
