"To be honest, I invited you here for two reasons. One, Lords of Wonders are exceptionally rare. Two, I was hoping we could help each other out and ensure our mutual survival."
"Survival?" Qin Ziwen asked, surprised.
The master of the Zhu Mansion before him was unfathomably deep, and the wondrous effects of his culinary arts were just a glimpse of his power.
'After consuming who knows how many of these special meals over such a long time, his innate constitution has probably been built up to an immeasurable level.'
"Precisely. For survival. Little friend, you haven't experienced many worlds, so there are certain secrets you might not be aware of. If our Homes were to travel through worlds in an orderly fashion, it would be fine. But this world is a chessboard, and we are the pieces—or more aptly, venomous insects in a jar, all to cultivate a worthy specimen and leave a sliver of a chance for survival."
