A contest between two thousand-year-old big shots, with three tables of dishes and a pile of ingredients as the prize?
Since that was the case...
"Alright!" Lu Zheng nodded and agreed.
He had eaten Five-Colored Golden Pheasant before, and it truly was delicious. The White Jade Milk Lamb and Snowy White Cattle were probably ingredients of similar quality.
Since it was a match he was sure to win, Lu Zheng did not mind adding more ingredients to his refrigerator.
Liu Qingyan summoned a gust of fresh breeze, carrying Old Man Liu, Madam Liu, and Liu Qingquan as they remained where they were. Lu Zheng, meanwhile, went forward alone, approaching Yue Yifeng.
But halfway there, Lu Zheng's gaze flickered as he looked toward a mountain peak on the left. Beneath an Old Pine Tree at the summit, a monk and a Taoist were playing chess.
"Hm?" Lu Zheng halted.
Yue Yifeng also glanced in that direction along Lu Zheng's line of sight and said blandly, "A daoist from Yuan Mountain Temple and a monk from Dharma King Temple. I was waiting for you here yesterday, so they followed along as well."
Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow and understood at once.
Yue Yifeng was an expert of the Moon Shadow White Wolf clan, yet he had suddenly appeared openly near the border between the Northern Region and Great Jing with his wife.
He did not look as though he intended to lead the Northern Region tribes in an attack on Great Jing, nor did he seem to be quietly traveling through Great Jing to sightsee.
Thus, he had aroused the vigilance of the two great Buddhist and Taoist powers in Huo Mountain Province. They had sent two experts to see what Yue Yifeng intended to do.
Lu Zheng did not know whether