"Tonight we want hot pot, prepare more tender bamboo shoots and tripe, don't skimp on duck gizzards and intestines."
Su Yue almost said goodbye, shocked that he'd been asked to cook.
You guys sure aren't shy.
Aren't you afraid I'll poison it?
Forget it, I haven't obtained the Moon Nether True Scripture yet, wouldn't dare poison.
And then.
The five old folks went about their business, ignoring Su Yue.
What am I doing here!
Su Yue rushed to the market, buying all sorts of hot pot ingredients.
Forget it.
Respecting elders is a human virtue.
...
Returning to West Martial.
Finally, I don't have to stay in a hotel tonight.
Though the dorm has soft blankets, Su Yue has no time to enjoy them.
He must cultivate.
And... negotiate with the system.
"System buddy, we've been together day and night for almost two years now.
"In these two years, Su Yue hasn't treated you poorly, despite whatever torments or bullying, I've endured it all.
