Bai Yaoyao briefly probed their abilities. Almost all of them were at level three, but their power was exceptionally solid. As expected of disciples with an established lineage, they had absolutely taken the right approach to advancing their special abilities.
Only a solid foundation could give them a higher ceiling! An inflated level was useless-it would only ruin their future prospects.
As for Zhi Yi, his special ability was undoubtedly level five, and he might well be no weaker than her. Still, Bai Yaoyao was confident if she used every trick at her disposal and fought with her head.
Beside them, Second Senior Brother Zhi Li was beside himself with worry. So many people had come-how was he supposed to feed them? He only had half a sack of potatoes left!
Not one of them bothered to think about these things! Their guests had treated them to lunch. Shouldn't they at least return the favor with dinner?
After a long string of inward curses, Second Senior Brother helplessly carried the half sack of potatoes into the kitchen. Even the best cook couldn't make a meal without ingredients. That saying described him perfectly!
Zhi Li thought for a long time about how to prepare these potatoes without seeming inhospitable.
In the end, he simply got to work. He might as well turn them all into Potato Rose Rolls. They were out of oil, too, so he couldn't make anything else!
He sliced the potatoes thinly, dried them, then rolled the slices together in layers, arranging them into roses before carefully controlling his flames to roast them.
Then he took the last of his seasonings out of his precious little box and sprinkled them on with an aching heart.
Zhi Li noticed a little monkey behind him, but paid little attention at