"Waiter, bring the dishes—and the best wine."
Wang Lici strode into the Immortal Welcome Tower as if she knew the place by heart, claimed an enormous table by the street, and treated the barbarian giants she had only just met.
Before long, food and wine arrived one after another. After a few drinks and several rounds of clinking cups, everyone quickly grew familiar.
"By the way, Old Cang." Wang Lici suddenly remembered what the Cangping Divine Emperor had said earlier and turned to him. "What tasty thing did you say you brought me?"
"This..." The Cangping Divine Emperor glanced at Lici, then at the hulking barbarians around them, and sent her a quiet voice transmission. "I'll give it to you privately later. Save it and eat it slowly."
"Old Cang, we're all friends. Don't be so stingy. Just treat it as if you gave it all to me, okay?"
"Fine, fine, fine." The Cangping Divine Emperor took out a fifteenth-rank dragon leg weighing several hundred jin and emphasized, "This was passed down through my family."
"This is good meat~ Old Cang, you're so nice to me." Sensing the pure primordial qi emanating from the dragon leg, Wang Lici's eyes immediately shone.
Sure enough, she did not investigate where the dragon leg had come from. She simply took it, called over the waiter, and had the kitchen prepare it.
For a group of big-bellied men like this, however, such a piece of meat was really only enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.
Still, after this incident, the barbarian giants became far warmer toward "Old Cang." This human was indeed like Lici—straightforward and forthright.
After several rounds of drinking.
Having barely put something in her stomach, Wang Lici brought up the old matter again. "Yamie, tell me. How much