The Chen Clan's main courtyard was thinning out as everyone scattered away...
"Brother Xun, Brother Zhang..."
"Uncle Xun, Uncle Zhang..."
"Uncle Xun, Uncle Zhang..."
"Young Clan Leader..."
"First Master, Second Master..."
"What's the happy occasion? Why are there so many people?" A loud, ringing voice came in from the entrance. Chen Xun had returned, and behind him, aside from Chen Zhang, there was another person—Ma Zhibin.
When the brothers Chen Xun and Chen Zhang were on their way home, they ran into Ma Zhibin wandering around the village. He was relying on that smug face of his, striking poses and showing off everywhere. This guy was an idler wherever he went, and the moment he saw Chen Xun, he latched on.
Chen Xun looked at him speechlessly and said, "Why didn't you go eat at the Ancestral Hall? My father is hosting a feast there. The village cooks really are quite skilled, and they've got your favorite marinated chicken feet."
Generally speaking, soul masters basically did not eat ingredients related to their martial souls. The Ma Family's martial soul was of the phoenix type. Although it did not have much to do with chickens, the people of their family generally would not touch them.
Ma Zhibin was an exception. He had never been picky about meat or vegetables, and he especially loved marinated chicken feet.
Ma Zhibin looked completely indifferent and said, "Mm, the food may be good, but facing Lao Xue's long horse face makes it a bit hard to eat. Besides, I've got to know my place. They can't eat when they look at me either, no, wait. And I know sister-in-law Xiuxin's cooking. It's top-notch."
Ye Xiuxin and Chen Jianjun quickly came forward to greet them, while Chen Xiaojun followed behind, holding Xiao Yi's hand.
Xiao Yi's