Lu Yin stared blankly as he watched Xu Wuwei constantly study the seasonings, muttering to himself. He finally understood why he was called Xu Wuwei. This old man valued fine food above all else. The five-flavor seasoning had elevated the dish to its peak, producing an enticing aroma so irresistible that even Lu Yin could hardly bear it. Of course, the quality of the roast meat itself also played a part. This roast meat was certainly extraordinary.
"Ah, right. I've figured it out. Put it in like this." Xu Wuwei was overjoyed. He carefully turned the roast meat, sprinkling the seasoning onto it with a special vibration. Instantly, the aroma became even more intense. "Haha, success!" As he spoke, he tore off a piece of roast meat and began eating by himself, his face filled with satisfaction.
Lu Yin quietly watched without making the slightest sound, as if he did not exist.
A full two hours passed before Xu Wuwei slowly finished eating the roast meat. He ate very slowly, savoring the delicacy.
After finishing, he stretched lazily and looked at Lu Yin again. "Little fellow, you're not bad. You didn't disturb this old man while I enjoyed my meal. For that, you may die a little less painfully later."
Lu Yin became solemn. "Senior, I'm not a Dark Son. Why do you want to kill me?"
Xu Wuwei used a splinter of bone to pick his teeth. "Since you're sensible enough, find a way to prove that you're not a Dark Son yourself. This old man doesn't want to hear any unnecessary words."
Lu Yin fell into thought.
Xu Wuwei tossed away the bone fragment. "Time is limited. I don't want to stay here too long. If you're thinking of delaying until that boy Xu Xiang Yin arrives, forget