Xuan Zi Eats the Sugar Coating and Kicks Away the Ball?! Bei Bei Kidnapped by Evil Soul Masters!

Xuan Zi suddenly spoke, a strange look entering his eyes.

He slowly turned toward the middle-aged chef, a glint flashing in his clouded old eyes.

"What... did you just say?!"

The chef froze. He glanced at Wei Xing, then at Xuan Zi, and answered honestly.

"Um... the Whole Chicken Feast."

"Oil Phoenix Chicken, Crystal White-Cut Chicken, Braised Wing Chicken, Beggar's Chicken, Eight-Treasure Chicken..."

With every dish the chef named, Xuan Zi's eyes brightened a little more.

When the chef finished, the Side Hall fell silent. Only Xuan Zi's heavy breathing echoed through it.

I was only teasing you earlier.

"Excellency Taotie... is something wrong?" Wei Xing asked cautiously, his face full of confusion. He was afraid of upsetting this formidable old man.

"Haha, no, nothing."

Xuan Zi forced a dry laugh and waved his hands, looking perfectly unruffled.

"Your Highness said you wanted Shrek to help with a small matter."

Xuan Zi's eyes darted around. He stroked his beard and spoke with an air of righteousness.

"I gave it some more thought. As the saying goes, when one place is in trouble, help comes from all eight directions. We at Shrek are upright and honorable, so we ought to lend a hand..."

Then Xuan Zi changed tack. "It's just—"

"Just what?" Wei Xing asked at once.

"It's just that beating up your Heavenly Soul Titled Douluo left me famished and utterly exhausted."

Xuan Zi sighed, his old face twisting into a look of helpless fatigue.

"I'm afraid the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak!"

Wei Xing suppressed the urge to complain.

"Oh, Excellency Taotie, you should have said so sooner." Wei Xing slapped his thigh and smiled with heartfelt sincerity.

"I was thoughtless. I'll have the Whole Chicken Feast brought out at once. Please give me a chance