Little Li the genius had seen a few grand occasions by now.
But when he heard the words "cook a meal" pop out of Ice Block's mouth, he still could not help looking like a country bumpkin.
Eating her cooking was already the limit of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
If he became her cooking now, would that not be the end of him?
"Refining the Profound Pill is not so urgent that it cannot wait a while. Ice Block, you must be hungry. So am I. Let's go back and cook something to eat."
Without batting an eye, Li Mo stepped out of the Dragon-Tiger Pill Furnace.
That fortune could at most make him leak a little more domineering aura. It was not a big problem.
"Ah, Junior Brother Li, greetings to you. It wasn't easy for you to come all this way. How could we not prepare lunch for you?"
Tang Xiaobao came pattering over, balancing a tray on his head and carrying two food boxes.
Perhaps he had also been affected by some national fortune; he spoke like a tiny, exquisitely carved eunuch.
"..."
At that moment, Li Mo dearly wished he could pluck out two of his own clever little thoughts and install them in Tang Xiaobao:
"I eat rather a lot for lunch. At the very least, I need four dishes and a soup..."
"Here, four dishes and a soup."
Tang Xiaobao shook the food boxes in his hands, then set down the tray he had been balancing on his head.
"I'm rather picky..." Little Li still wanted to struggle.
"Today we have Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, boiled cabbage, Wensi tofu, Three-Treasure roast duck, and the soup is Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea."
With a sweep of Tang Xiaobao's hand, a full table