Tang Wutong was instantly dumbfounded!
"Ahem... Well, Yuxuan, you and Wutong can't eat that much anyway! Why not share some with Xiuran?"
Wang Yuxuan acted as if she had heard nothing at all. She picked up a piece of Crispy Shortbread and ate it with absolute relish.
"Crunch, crunch! Crisp as could be!"
And even as she ate, she did not forget to say, "Delicious, delicious, it's really delicious. As expected of something made by the God of Food. It's so crispy and fragrant!"
By now, all the gods could see it.
Wang Yuxuan was deliberately making things difficult for Tang Xiuran.
The Goddess of Nine Colors, the God of Wine, and the Water God also understood why she had asked for their help earlier. So this was what she had been waiting for!
From the very beginning, this little fellow had been aiming at Tang Xiuran.
What a clever little imp!
She had dragged all of them into it.
Tang Xiuran might have been a little reckless, but he was not stupid.
When he saw the God of Food come out empty-handed, then looked at his little aunt, who had all the delicious food in front of her, he knew. Aside from the delicacies placed before the gods, everything else had probably fallen into his little aunt's hands.
"Wuwu!"
All of a sudden, what was he supposed to do if he wanted to cry?
If heaven gave me one more chance, I, Tang Xiuran, would absolutely follow Little Aunt's lead. If she told me to drive chickens, I definitely wouldn't go chase dogs.
Tang Xiuran looked carefully at Wang Yuxuan, but unfortunately, Wang Yuxuan did not even glance at him.
He understood that there was no hope on Wang Yuxuan's side.
In the end, he turned his gaze toward