Bai Zeyu calmly took a sip of the immortal tea before him.
"Well? Is your Sea-Viewing Tower's signature dish still not ready?"
"Does a culinary god at the Primordial Origin Realm really cook this slowly?"
Outside, sword qi filled the sky as Gong Lou struggled to hold on.
Inside, they leisurely drank tea and waited for their food.
The sweat on Gong Sanquan's forehead had never stopped flowing. His entire back felt soaked in cold sweat.
"Commander Bai, I'll go hurry them again!"
Outside, Gong Lou had nearly shouted himself hoarse. If not for a heaven-defying treasure like the Qiankun Ring helping him withstand the attacks, Ying Dang, who had gone mad and stood at the fifth heaven of the Dao-Unification Realm, would have killed him long ago.
Yet Bai Zeyu showed no intention of making a move.
Tongtian, too, studied the menu before him with keen interest, seemingly even less concerned about what was happening outside.
Inside the tower, only Gong Sanquan was as frantic as an ant on a hot pan. He paced back and forth, repeatedly wanting to ask Bai Zeyu for help.
But every time he saw Bai Zeyu's icy gaze, he was frightened into swallowing every word.
This was the Prison-Suppressing Commander!
Since Bai Zeyu had already ordered the extermination of the entire Sea-Covering Sword Sect, wouldn't asking him for help now be a slap in his face? Gong Sanquan feared bringing the flames down upon himself!
"This Spirit-Jue Fish dish is prepared with such care. Truly marvelous!"
"Innate spiritual roots used for cooking? Hahaha, the Sea-Viewing Tower certainly has nerve."
As Tongtian read the menu, he could not resist offering a couple of comments.
Back in the Primordial World, he had never imagined that culinary gods devoted to researching food and cooking would appear.