Lawrence Winters was quite pleased, "Is True Monarch Zhaode coming to Capital City? How did he bear to leave the mountains?"
"Do you still remember going to the mountains to see him with me when you were young?" Nick Zeller chuckled as he started the car, habitually glancing around.
It wasn't too late yet, this was a commercial area and at this time of night there were plenty of people around, all young people finishing work and heading home.
Lawrence Winters fastened his seatbelt and said with a smile, "Of course I remember, I was ten back then, how could I forget?"
"I particularly remember that the food in the mountains was delicious, Master Grandfather was great at cooking, those were real mountain delicacies."
"The bamboo pith stewed black-boned chicken, the flavor of the bamboo pith almost entirely infused into the soup, and the chicken was tender but not dry, just a little bit of salt was enough to make it incredibly tasty."
