Mu Ye looked utterly grief-stricken. "My top-of-the-line cookware! Were you making bombs in the kitchen?"
Na'er looked embarrassed. "Don't worry about that right now, Senior. I'll buy you a new set later. Try this chicken first."
Mu Ye glanced at the blackened lump in the pot and hurried away.
"I'll go tidy up the kitchen."
Was she kidding?
Was that shit even fit for human consumption?
Mu Ye plunged into the kitchen, quickly found his cleaver amid the chaos, put the tent back in place, and began washing vegetables and cooking.
Gu Yue sneered:
"Na'er, even pigs would turn their noses up at that stuff. Stop torturing Senior Brother."
Na'er looked pitifully at her senior brother. "Really, Senior Brother?"
"Uh... I think it's all right," Li Zha replied awkwardly.
"Then hurry up and try it, Senior Brother!"
Li Zha struggled to hold his expression steady, reaching out with a grimace to tear off a charcoal-black piece of chicken and put it into his mouth.
He chewed.
"How is it?"
Li Zha forced himself to keep a straight face, his mouth filled with bitterness and some unidentifiable burnt flavor.
"It's edible. You did all right, Na'er."
"Ooh! Really? I'll try some too."
Na'er quickly tore off a piece and popped it into her mouth. Her little face instantly froze, and she spat it straight out.
"Ptooey!"
"H-how is it this awful..."
"Senior Brother, how did you swallow it?"
Na'er hurried to drink some water. She felt as though she had eaten a lump of coke.
Gu Yue snatched the pot away and threw it out.
"Don't cook again. Go use your divine powers to catch some fish in the sea. You've ruined all the ingredients."
Na'er sighed and headed toward the shore with her head lowered.
Li Zha followed her.
"Na'er,