As Qingluan Douluo looked at him like that, Qian Daoliu could not help but blush with embarrassment. He really had been struck by the Raiden Shogun's lightning before.
But he, Qian Daoliu, was the Grand Elder of Spirit Hall, the Grand Elder hailed as invincible in the sky.
How could he possibly speak of something so humiliating?
"Big Brother, we brothers have always stood together through thick and thin. Old Seven and Old Six were bullied; I think you must have been the first one unwilling to accept that. You stopped Old Four, Mighty Lion, from avenging Old Six and Old Seven because you knew, didn't you? The great chef is very powerful—even you are no match for her!"
Qingluan Douluo was Spirit Hall's strategist and quickly guessed the reason behind it.
Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched.
He did not deny it, which was as good as admitting it.
The other Grand Elders sucked in sharp breaths.
Even Qian Daoliu was no match for the Raiden Shogun. Where in the world had she come from?
Could she be a legendary deity?
For someone like that to cook for them truly was their blessing.
Never mind how awful the Raiden Shogun's food looked—they were in no position to complain. After all, this was food made by a god! Ordinary people who wanted a taste could only eat Nine-Turn Intestines stuffed with shit, and even then, they would not get a turn!
Qian Jun's eyes lit up as he stared fixedly at Qian Daoliu and asked, "Big Brother, you got electrocuted too? Hurry up and tell us what it felt like. Were you instantly subdued as well? Did your whole body turn blackened and charred? Did black smoke come out of your mouth too?"
As he spoke, he lowered his gaze, swallowed, and