Unless this matter wasn't a good thing for Senior White...
At this thought, Song Shuhang couldn't help but panic.
Because of Senior White's heaven-defying luck, he could always artfully evade disasters that even he himself couldn't withstand, avoiding calamity and seeking fortune.
Take the Confucian School's "Golden Lotus World" incident back then, for example.
Not long after Senior White suddenly left, the Confucian School's Golden Lotus World was attacked. Everyone, including Song Shuhang, was slaughtered by the Netherworld Ruler Fat Ball again and again.
Death after death, resurrection after resurrection.
For Song Shuhang, it had been a memory too painful to revisit. Every time he thought of it, he would have nightmares at night.
Could a similar disaster happen at this Immortal Chef Banquet? A catastrophe even an Eighth-Grade Profound Sage like Senior White couldn't resist? Song Shuhang subconsciously took out a small green flute.
The "Thousand-Mile Voice Flute" could be used to determine whether Senior White was still in seclusion. If Senior White was in seclusion, he would leave a "message," along with the detailed time he would emerge.
But... this small green flute had a range limit.
Song Shuhang was currently far away from True Lord Yellow Mountain's abode.
"Senior Song, Senior White didn't answer?" Soft Feather asked.
Song Shuhang nodded. "If Senior White hasn't emerged from seclusion, then this trip to the Immortal Chef Banquet will probably be fraught with danger."
Soft Feather immediately understood what Song Shuhang meant—after all, Senior White avoided calamity and sought fortune.
"Senior Song, call Senior Yellow Mountain and ask about the details," Soft Feather said.
Song Shuhang nodded and dialed True Lord Yellow Mountain's number again.
True Lord Yellow Mountain answered very quickly.
However, nobody spoke on the other end. There was only the sound of crunching.
"Hello, Senior Yellow Mountain.