An immortal wanted me to follow him?
Wan Jiangui barely registered the words. His attention was entirely on the food.
Braised Crucian Carp, Pork Stewed with Vermicelli, beef with potatoes, Cumin Lamb, Dry-Fried Chicken, and more-a dozen dishes in all.
Every dish tempted his stomach.
He had only ever seen food like this in his dreams.
Wan Jiangui rubbed his eyes. This had to be a dream.
Saliva spilled from his mouth before he knew it. When he noticed, he slurped it back, but some still dribbled down.
Wearing a smile full of "immortal grace," Chen Luo said, "Eat first."
Chen Luo conjured a pair of chopsticks and handed them over.
Wan Jiangui accepted them hesitantly, then immediately picked up a piece of beef.
As the beef entered his mouth, Wan Jiangui froze for a moment, then began to choke up.
"It really is beef. I'm not dreaming. I finally get to eat meat again. Boo-hoo."
Wan Jiangui kowtowed repeatedly. "Thank you, Immortal, for granting the wish I've had for so long."
Chen Luo wanted to laugh, but that would hardly suit an immortal's bearing.
"Eat. Eat first."
Wan Jiangui agreed and dug in, devouring the food like a whirlwind.
There were a dozen substantial dishes. Though Wan Jiangui had been craving them for ages, he was no bottomless pit like Zhao Ziyi. He only managed a third.
Wan Jiangui rubbed his belly and burped. "I want to keep eating, but my stomach won't let me."
"Roar!"
Perhaps drawn by the aroma, a group of zombies approached. Now full, Wan Jiangui volunteered, "I'll handle them."
Chen Luo casually waved his hand, and the dozen or so zombies were wiped out.
Wan Jiangui was stunned. This...
He was Ye Yu's trusted subordinate. Ye Yu could certainly have killed these zombies easily,