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Hua Caili stepped forward and asked expectantly, “How does it taste? Did it win you over? You are the High Priest of the highest honor. You mustn’t speak falsehood, no matter how much you want to!”
High Priest Liu Xiao did not say anything. His wizened eyes were slowly losing focus, and his sparse hair was standing up at a visible rate. Soon, they were all standing like he had been electrocuted by lightning.
“Huh?” Hua Caili was so astonished that her mouth parted slightly. Yun Che gently tugged her sleeve and motioned for her to keep quiet, but she responded by brushing a dainty finger against his palm. She dared to convey physical affection right under the nose of a High Priest.
High Priest Liu Xiao slowly closed his eyes and let out a long, shuddering moan. It sounded strange to say the least. When he finally opened his eyes, his gaze was still affixed to the ice bowl in his hand. His old eyes seemed to be shrouded by a layer of thin, icy mist, and he did not move for a very, very long time.
High Priest Liu Xiao seemed reluctant or unwilling to take a second sip. It was because his culinary knowledge told him that the soup was a one-of-a-kind masterpiece, the kind that could never be replicated. If he drank it all, then he might never be able to experience something like it again.
So, he gently pushed with his hand, sealing the ice bowl in a layer of profound qi. When he turned around, he stared at Yun Che with eyes so bright they were scorching.
“Who on earth is your culinary master, boy? I have lived for millions of years, and yet I never knew that an old monster like him existed!”
Yun Che responded swiftly, “Senior Liu Xiao, my master comes from...
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