Since Lin Daiyu had been injured and couldn't cultivate or go out for the time being, Annie didn't need to guide her or arrange any new trials for her in the short term. So, with some reluctance, Annie had come down to the Divine Capital again, where she was entertaining herself with food and drink all on her own.
Whether she was deliberately refusing to heal Lin Daiyu right away was something only she herself knew.
Wasn't that right?
Today, in a private room at an extravagantly decorated restaurant called "Feast in Heaven," Annie had ordered a table piled high with delicacies and spiritual dishes, and was happily eating with both chopsticks and hands.
The "Feast in Heaven" restaurant truly lived up to its name!
It stood in the busiest part of the district, seven stories tall, and was built and decorated throughout with white jade spirit crystals and ten-thousand-year-old red sandalwood. Its carved beams and painted rafters, its flying eaves and bracket sets, were studded with countless glittering gems and crystals. In the sunlight, the whole place shimmered like a miniature Heavenly Court palace.
Even the two Pixiu statues crouching before its doors had been carved from single blocks of spirit jade that had little spiritual energy left. They looked lifelike, and, thanks to an array, faint spiritual energy poured from their great maws. They were truly extraordinary to behold.
The décor was exceptional, and so were the customers who came and went. Every one of them was wealthy or influential: mostly cultivators and immortals with deep auras and fine clothes, prominent local scions of the Divine Capital, or various noble officials and the like.
"..."
(￣~￣) Chew!
But Annie didn't care what anyone else was like; she only cared about herself. So after asking for a private room