"But those two boys said firmly, soone moving like the wind, coming and going without a trace, isn’t that like a ghost? The boys in the house are not inexperienced; after all, they’ve traveled far and wide with you. Could they have been mistaken? How could a person have such abilities? If it’s not a person, then it must be a ghost. Or are you saying, Wise Brother Shui Mu is actually a ghost?" Beauty Sai blinked, speaking with reason and evidence.
Guo Luo felt a headache upon hearing this.
Ghost?
Wise Brother Shui Mu is certainly not a ghost.
The boys in the family really couldn’t be so ignorant as to not tell the difference between humans and ghosts. Yet, even he and his father, who have seen much of the world, were startled by Wise Brother Shui Mu’s sheer display of power and speed, let alone the young boys.
Martial Transcendence Realm, aspiring for the Path of Immortality, beyond a demon, yet surpassing one!
But all this couldn’t be allowed for his wife, who couldn’t hide anything, to know, because Wise Brother Shui Mu usually hides his strength while traversing the Itinerant World. Had it not been for matters concerning his sweetheart, he wouldn’t have revealed his strength like this today!
"Alright, wife, you know there are always people stronger and more skilled. Wise Brother Shui Mu’s martial arts are unfathomable; it’s only natural his Qinggong is a bit better, so don’t ask too much." In the Itinerant World, there’s no shortage of extraordinary Qinggong like Swift as Flying Grass, so Guo Luo could only use this excuse to placate her.
"Oh..." A certain astute but obviously slowing down due to pregnancy woman nodded, indeed not pressing the matter further.
Seeing this, Guo Luo supported his wife, and the two of them, chatting about this and that, headed towards the door, after all, the Guo Family was waiting outside to open the brewery and sell wine.
Guo Family Kitchen.
Aunt Hua is an old kitchen maid who has worked for the Guo Family for most of her life, around fifty years old. As the big chef of the mansion, her figure also carries the appearance of a head chef, looking well-fed and prosperous. At this mont, Aunt Hua was bustling in the kitchen like a top, never keeping her hooves idle!
"Faster! Faster!" Thinking that his Changsheng was still hungry, Zhou Mu’s tone unconsciously turned colder, enveloping him in an aura of hostility that warned others to stay away, sending chills down their spines.
"I know, I know! Noble guest, haste does nothing for hot tofu, and besides, you want these many exquisite dishes, urging only makes nervous!" Aunt Hua, sweating profusely, took the courage to speak while tossing the sliced vegetables into the pot.
She has been a kitchen maid for most of her life, how many years has it been since she was this busy?
At her age, she’s soone who has seen many ups and downs, yet even so, she was frightened by this murderous and hurried man, the pressure from him making it hard for her to breathe.
She was originally preparing the things for dinner in the kitchen when this man suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and without another word, dragged her to the stove, asking her to cook!
It’s just past noon, just after al ti, what kind of al is to be made halfway through the day?
Aunt Hua wanted to ask, but the icy man beside her frightened her into silence.
"Use less soy sauce, she doesn’t like strong flavors!"
The icy reminder carried an undisguisable urgency.
Hearing this, Aunt Hua’s hand shook with the soy sauce bottle, and she quickly put it away.
Here it cos again!
How many tis has it been now?
Who’s the real chef here: her or this man?
It’s really not okay to be so disruptive right in front of a kitchen maid!
Aunt Hua wanted to cry, wanted to strike, to quit, but she didn’t dare!
This man is a noble guest of the mansion, treated exceedingly well by both the master and the young master, she couldn’t afford to neglect him.
Fine!
Do as he says!
"Off the stove, she doesn’t like the vegetables too overdone!"
Another icy voice ca, and Aunt Hua reluctantly took the stir-fried vegetables out of the pot, silently complaining in her heart, she’s finally realized who the "she" in this man’s mouth is, it must be that little lady staying in the Guest Garden, this man’s fiancée, reportedly having a tiff with him, hasn’t eaten for two als already!
But even then, you can’t just co to the kitchen and create chaos out of nowhere, who did she offend?
She’s just a cook after all, look at the attitude of this guest, as dismissive as can be, as dissatisfied as can be! How heartbreaking! After all, she’s been an old kitchen maid for decades, how is she still not up to this guest’s standards?
Aunt Hua was full of resentnt, her competitive spirit stirred up, she began cooking with more and more efficiency and care under Zhou Mu’s watchful gaze.
Humans need face and trees need bark, she has to preserve her reputation as an experienced kitchen maid, she can’t be looked down upon!
Finally, under Zhou Mu’s repeated urgings and reminders, Aunt Hua prepared a tray with four dishes and one soup, looking at it, feeling particularly satisfied.
And Zhou Mu rely cast a brief look, imdiately furrowing his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Sure enough, the food outside is so crude and unworthy!"
As soon as he spoke, Aunt Hua felt the tray lighten in her hands, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone, the man in front of her disappearing from the kitchen along with it!
Aunt Hua stood in front of the stove dumbfounded for a long ti before coming to her senses, slapping her thighs, and suddenly wailing indignantly, "Oh heavens! I so ticulously prepared this for him, yet he said my cooking is crude and unworthy! Crude and unworthy!"
"It makes so angry! So angry! Where did the young master find this noble guest? What arrogance! What picky eyes and mouth! It’s infuriating, infuriating!"
She had painstakingly prepared the al, hoping to receive so praise, only to be t with such an insult!
Aunt Hua was fuming with anger on her side, while Zhou Mu, like a gust of wind, darted towards the direction of the Guest Garden...
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