"Don't act rashly. If you make a move here, you might draw the powerful experts of the Ye Clan Immortal Dynasty."
Seeing Jiang Chuan's expression, Jiang Ping An knew what he intended to do. "It's only a bone. It isn't important at all."
"What do you know?!"
Jiang Chuan could not listen to any advice now. Clenching his fists, he rose and headed toward the back kitchen.
His biological father's flesh and blood had been served as food, and his bones used to make soup. As his son, how could he possibly endure it?
Almost no one knew that Jiang Ping An had another son.
That person was none other than Jiang Chuan.
His mother, Meng Jing, had not revealed this news in order to protect him, and no one else knew either.
Jiang Chuan did not know that the man before him was his father.
Nor did Jiang Ping An of this time and space know that the person before him was his son.
"The back kitchen is a restricted area. No entry."
When the back kitchen guards saw someone approaching, they immediately reached out to stop him.
Jiang Chuan seemed not to hear them and continued forward.
The guards' faces turned cold at the sight. "Are you courting death? Do you know who owns this restaurant? My master is the City Lord, and also the National Ruler's Imperial Chef. Take one more step forward, and you won't leave Golden Crow City alive!"
Boom!
A terrifying surge of Thunder Power erupted from Jiang Chuan's body, instantly blasting the guards into ashes. He charged straight into the back kitchen.
The roar of thunder and screams came from within the back kitchen.
Jiang Ping An shook his head helplessly when he saw this. Though this man was his admirer and was