At that moment.
The chubby Liu Yangze had moved a small stool to the entrance of the rear courtyard behind the kitchen and sat there, with a basin of steaming water beside him. As he plucked chicken feathers, he muttered nonstop, "That big fatty actually won't let me use magic to pluck the feathers. What a waste of time!"
Just as the chubby boy was muttering.
Ji Henhe brought a group of disciples from Dao Tian Immortal Palace's Demon Taming Hall to the rear courtyard.
Clearly, Ji Henhe did not want to make this known to everyone, which was why she had taken the route through the kitchen's rear courtyard.
"Chubby boy, what are you doing?" Seeing chicken feathers covering the ground around the chubby boy's feet, Ji Henhe immediately flew into a rage. Without a word, she walked over and snatched the chicken from his hands.
"Ow, what are you doing?!" The chubby boy looked displeased as he turned toward the group from the Demon Taming Hall.
He was not flustered in the slightest. After all, he knew his master's background. Even if he swaggered through Dao Tian Immortal Palace, there would be no major problem.
"What am I doing? Your kitchen killed my beloved chicken, and you're actually planning to cook it?!" After seeing that the plucked chicken in her hands was not her Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix Chicken, Ji Henhe breathed a sigh of relief before angrily scolding the chubby boy.
"What are you shouting for? Are you sure your Demon Taming Hall wants to offend my kitchen? Aren't you afraid I'll add a little something to your food?" The chubby boy fearlessly turned toward the group of Demon Taming Hall disciples.
The disciples' mouths twitched when they heard this. Was this chubby boy really that shameless? Even