"Fan Er, it's time to eat."
When Bai Shuyue brought out the painstakingly prepared lunch, Li Fan only then emerged from his daze.
He had been reborn for quite some time but was still immersed in the contemplation of "God". In his eyes, there was no Da Xuan, Xuanhuang, Mountain Sea, or other worldly beings.
Until he was awakened by his aunt.
Instinctively looking at the table, the moment the thought of "food" flashed in his spirit consciousness, the instinctive repulsion from consuming it for countless years made him feel a wave of nausea.
"Ugh!"
Bai Shuyue was taken aback and looked at the table full of dishes she had prepared.
"What's wrong with Fan Er? Three dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetable. Even if it's not a delicacy, it shouldn't be nauseating!"
Just as she was puzzled, Bai Shuyue's thoughts froze instantly.
Then, inch by inch, they disintegrated into ashes.
