"Old Chen, come quickly! There's something good to eat!"
The one speaking was Ao Kuo. He was younger than Ao Chen, but he always acted like an old man and had no intention of calling the childish Ao Chen his cousin, so he simply called him Old Chen.
"What good thing?"
Ao Chen pulled Ao Yue closer and saw several large fish, smelling wave after wave of rich fragrance.
"Good heavens, which Central Plains chef did you kidnap to the Dragon Palace? Or is the Dragon Palace kitchen changing chefs?" Ao Chen could not help asking. "The ten-year term hasn't ended yet, has it?"
Besides having water-dwelling demons learn the culinary arts and serve as chefs, the Dragon Palace kitchen also hired chefs from the Central Plains for ten years at a time. When they returned home, they were given gold, pearls, and fine jade, enough to leave them clothed and fed without worry.
"It wasn't made by the kitchen. They call themselves famous Central Plains chefs, but their food is far worse than brother Lu's." Ao Kuo said loudly.
"Brother Lu?"
Ao Chen naturally spotted Lu Zheng's group as well. He immediately pulled Ao Yue down from the Cloud Head. "Greetings, brother Lu. Ao Chen pays his respects!"
"Greetings, Brother Ao!"
Ao Yue stepped forward two paces and said softly, "We heard fellow cultivator Zhuge mention that Qian Bao'er was having a picnic on this island, so we thought we would come and mooch a meal. We never expected Young Master Lu to be cooking himself. We have been presumptuous."
Liu Qingyan stepped forward and linked arms with Ao Yue. "Not presumptuous at all, not at all. Back in the Central Plains, I often heard Qian Bao'er speak of Young Master Ao Chen and Miss Ao Yue. It simply