The group of disciples all agreed, but not one of them was willing to leave just like that. Shen Jinzhao was still understandable—he was constantly sending voice transmissions to notify the disciples below to handle the matter—but the others showed no intention of leaving. This made my expression somewhat awkward as I said, "Your master was planning to keep you here for breakfast or something?"
"Sure! My qi and blood are deficient today, so some fried food would be nice for breakfast. What are you planning to eat today, Master? How about boiled fairy melon with green clams? Something light. It won't be so easy to get overheated." Shao Zi said this with a grin.
My face immediately fell. "What is the homophone of breakfast?"
"Zao..." Shen Jinzhao did not react at first, but when he uttered the first word of "rebellion," he clapped a hand over his mouth. The other disciples were all exceptionally clever—how could they not know what I meant? Their faces instantly went pale, and they all looked at Shao Zi with worried expressions.
Shao Zi, however, wore a fearless expression. "Master, we'll go get you something to eat right away. Please don't get angry. But you said we could all stay in this realm today. Are you arranging lodgings for us too?"
"Enough. Don't prepare anything to eat. I still have some important matters to discuss with Ying'er here. The banquet outside probably isn't over yet, is it? All of you came in here, so who's entertaining the disciples outside?" I demanded.
Shao Zi replied, "Master, before we came in, we entrusted everything to Chen Fei and Ling Xian. They're the biggest winners today, and they're about to get married too. Everyone asked them to make use of the occasion and host the banquet in