All the men in black also laughed and said yes.
Although they are all feared killers in the world who kill without blinking an eye, in Zixiao Pavilion they are like ordinary people, talking and laughing, with neither murderous intent nor coldness in their bodies. If people who don't know the inside story see this, In one scene, one would never guess their true identities.
In the past, this type of compliment would have been what Young Master Qianmian liked to hear most. Every time he heard it, he would raise his chin slightly with a complacent expression.
But this time when he heard such compliments again, Master Qianmian looked solemn and shook his head.
"I would never dare to be second in the world. You must know that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. There are many people in this world who are more skilled in martial arts than me. I must never say such words again."
All the men in black agreed, but stuck out their tongues, wondering what happened to the young master today. He suddenly changed his gender, making them a little unfamiliar.
"Where is the Pavilion Master?" Qianmian Gongzi scanned the room and found that Zixiao Pavilion Master was not in the room. He didn't know when he left.
He thought about the bowl of medicine that his father fed him, which opened up his eight extraordinary meridians. Not only did his power recover, but his power more than doubled, and he was extremely grateful.
"The Pavilion Master is practicing in the quiet room. He has ordered that no matter what happens, you are not allowed to go in and disturb the old man. Young Master, the Pavilion Master also ordered that if you wake up, wait until the old man comes out of seclusion. He said that he has something to say to the Young Master. You said." A man in black said.
"Okay, then I'll wait for the Pavilion Master to leave seclusion." Young Master Qianmian nodded.
Suddenly, his stomach made a gurgling sound, causing the people in black around him to laugh.
"Ouch, young master, you are hungry. Please wait a moment and I will bring you food right away."
A man in black hurried out, and after a while, he brought in a food box and opened the lid. The aroma of food suddenly came out, which only made the Thousand Faces Young Master's stomach growl louder.
The meal was very sumptuous, including chicken, duck, fish and meat, as well as a Poria, Osmanthus and Thousand-Flower Cake, and a thick pot of ginseng, bird's nest and Japonica rice porridge, which was fragrant.
"Young Master, you have been practicing for three days and three nights. I am afraid you will be very hungry already. Although these dishes are not as good as your cooking skills, Young Master, they are still our heartfelt wishes. I hope Young Master does not want them. dislike."
Several men in black said with a smile.
When Qianmianzi smelled the aroma, he felt unbearably hungry and said in surprise: "Have I been in samadhi for three days and three nights? No wonder I'm so hungry."
He picked up the bowl of ginseng, bird's nest and japonica rice porridge and drank half of the bowl in one breath. He felt it was fragrant and sweet, and said: "It's so sweet, so sweet."
A man in black smiled and said: "This ginseng has a bitter taste, how can it be sweet? I think the young master is hungry, so everything tastes sweet. Young master, this is your favorite Poria, Osmanthus and Thousand-Flower Cake. You Taste it.”
Young Master Thousand Faces picked up a piece of Thousand-Flower Cake and put it into his mouth. Sure enough, the taste was still familiar to him. But for some reason, as he was eating the Thousand-Flower Cake, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind. Once, there was a person who personally pointed it out. How can I make this Poria Thousand Layer Cake even more delicious
The clear and melodious voice seemed to ring in his ears again: "This Poria Cake, you must add some water chestnut powder, so that the cake will be fragrant, soft, sweet but not greasy."