Chen Gu fell silent. Fine, you have the bigger fists; whatever you say is right.
"But the problem is, I don't even have such a giant beast..."
Originally, Chen Gu had an idea. If the Queen of Freedom wasn't in a hurry, he could pull some strings and, in a few years, have Chen's Bio's Nether-Desolate Horned Wyrm represent the betting club in the giant beast battle competition. Chen's Bio had to make the Nether-Desolate Horned Wyrm famous in the giant beast battle competition to sell their medicine using that reputation. So, it didn't matter which club it was. But the Queen of Freedom's bet was for the next season, and the Nether-Desolate Horned Wyrm wouldn't make it in time.
The discussion came to a deadlock. Just as the dishes arrived, Qing Ruyan's thoughts immediately shifted, and she began eating happily.
From the perspective of the era, this "ancient cooking" method was very unhealthy, but it was delicious nonetheless.
