"By the way, where's Grandpa?" Meng Jingzhou had waited for ages and still hadn't seen his grandfather. His grandpa doted on him most, and if he were here, his dad definitely wouldn't dare beat him like this.
"He's in seclusion. There's no telling when he'll come out."
Then Meng Potian said, "All right, Jingzhou coming home is a good thing, no matter how you look at it. I've had a meal prepared. Let's get together as a family."
The family Meng Potian spoke of naturally included Lu Yang, who had been added to the gathering at the last minute.
The Meng family truly lived up to its reputation as the cultivation world's foremost Aristocratic Clan. Their wealth was staggering, and the delicacies on the table were made with precious ingredients. Even Lu Yang failed to recognize many of them.
"Come on, dig in. Don't be shy. It's all good for your cultivation." Meng Potian urged Lu Yang to make himself at home.
"This is supposed to be delicious? Let this immortal show the Meng family a thing or two." The Undying Immortal rolled up the sleeves of her imperial robe, ready to display her might, but Lu Yang hurriedly stopped her.
"Your Majesty is a person of noble birth. Since ancient times, emperors haven't gone into the kitchen."
"So that's a thing? What a bother." The Undying Immortal muttered, considering whether she should just abdicate and let Little Yangzi be the next Bean Emperor.
But after thinking it over, she decided Little Yangzi was too young and inexperienced. It wasn't yet time for him to inherit the throne.
"The Meng family's unlucky. They don't get to see this immortal's cooking."
Only after placating the Undying Immortal did Lu Yang feel safe enough to sample the dishes.
He didn't know what