"Is the food at the Demon Immortal House really that good? Then when will you take me to Tushan?"
Sentience Fu Hua stuffed her face with the food before her as she asked Tushan Yaya. She was extremely fond of good food.
After all, as someone from Shenzhou, she had an innate and profound love for cuisine. While Fu Hua... the Immortal Red Kite of the past had not cared much about food, able to live on the wind and dew like a true immortal, the Herrscher of Sentience could not do that.
If she could properly satisfy her appetite, Sentience Fu Hua would never turn it down.
Neither strength nor delicious food could be neglected!
So after hearing Tushan Yaya's words, she became curious about the food at Tushan's Demon Immortal House.
The food of the Southern Kingdom before her was already incredibly delicious. Huan Du Qingtian had personally ordered the imperial chefs to prepare it with care, and every specialty dish of the Southern Kingdom offered a different flavor. So just how wonderful could the food at the Demon Immortal House be?
Curious...
Uh...
"...Definitely next time!"
Faced with Sentience Fu Hua's question, Tushan Yaya had no idea how to answer. She truly did not dare take Fu Hua to Tushan, at least not at this stage.
"Next time... when is next time?"
Fu Hua felt that the little fox in front of her was brushing her off.
"Next time means next time! Forget that—hey... where's your Southern Kingdom's Poison Emperor? Why hasn't he come? Are you people from the Southern Kingdom looking down on us?"
Not wanting to answer that question, Yaya turned toward the young eunuch waiting nearby and spoke without the slightest politeness.
Perhaps because she had spent too much time around Fu Hua, Tushan