It really had gone off the rails. Qin Fen had clearly just been cooking in the Mortal Realm, yet he fucking had an epiphany—not just once, but twice. And it was not merely two epiphanies either; he had somehow become connected to The One That Escaped through WeChat, all because of Queen Mother's question: "And what is your Dao?"
The Heavenly Dao had no answer. Looking at Queen Mother, it had a thousand words to say. Are you really my disciple?
Queen Mother could not stand it anymore. Qin Fen was standing to the side, waiting for the dumplings to steam. His expression kept shifting unpredictably, and no one knew what he was thinking. But as an expert, could he please not pull out his phone and start taking selfies right now?
What was going on? Queen Mother could not understand it. Qin Fen tilted his head, made a V-sign, and began taking selfies at a forty-five-degree angle.
The owner beside him was speechless, while the restaurant's Big Chef sighed with endless emotion. "A grandmaster truly has personality!"
Good fucking grief, the surrounding customers were ready to kneel in every direction. It was hard to connect Qin Fen's current pose with the divine chef who had just said, "I don't take orders. I cook, you eat." What was he planning to do now? Their hearts could not take such a huge contrast.
He had been cold and aloof just moments ago, and now he was acting cute.
Qin Fen was not acting cute at all. Didn't he need to upload a profile picture for verification? He had casually used a Taiji Diagram as his avatar before, but that apparently would not work, so he could only take a new selfie. He was idle anyway. He had never cared about other