Yun Shan: "..."
Too capable.
He could feel that Foo Chen's ancient martial cultivation was not low, probably not inferior to his own.
But the problem was, isn't Foo Chen an ancient doctor?
An ancient doctor's martial cultivation could also match his?
Yun Shan felt defeated. He clutched a basket of fish and humbly began to grill them next to the rack.
Yun Wu went to the backyard to kill a chicken.
At the other end of the courtyard, the meal was already set.
Only then did Foo Chen dare to go over and shakily sit down next to Foo Xi.
Steak was not something from the ancient martial world, it was Fu Yunshen who had it specially delivered from the outside.
After he cut it, he fed the pieces to the girl.
Foo Xi's hand trembled. With her over two hundred years of ancient martial cultivation, she could not even hold her chopsticks steady.
Up to now, she still couldn't accept that her master would pair up with someone.
Foo Chen was puzzled. "Ancestor?"
