Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 607 - 606: The World’s Number One Chef

"Miss!"

The maid gasped, never expecting Duan Yunfei to be so ruthless.

Le Zhao clicked his tongue lightly, "I thought after meeting Miss Shen you had learned to cherish beauty, but it seems you’re just the same as before."

Shen Qinglan raised an eyebrow, "You didn’t kick her to death, did you?"

Better not be killed by the Heavenly Killer Sect, only to be kicked to death by Duan Yunfei.

"She won’t die," Duan Yunfei flicked nonexistent dust off his body, and said calmly.

Looking at Yi Qianqian, whose hair was in disarray as she was helped up by the maid, Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but smile slightly. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Young Master Duan, aren’t you being too much?" The maid said, her eyes red, "Our lady is your cousin, how can you be so heartless?"

Duan Yunfei’s gaze was as cold as ice, glaring at the maid, and with a look of disdain at Yi Qianqian, he said, "If it happens again, I don’t mind crippling those unsteady legs."

The maid shivered, yet still bit her lip and said, "Our lady is here in Bright Moon City to reveal an important secret to the City Lord, and it concerns your Yongning Manor. How can you treat our lady like this?"

Duan Yunfei didn’t even lift his eyelids, merely responding in a bland tone, "What secret could Yongning Manor possibly have that requires others to inform us?"

"You...you’ll regret it later!" the maid said, half intimidated, half threatening.

Duan Yunfei’s expression remained indifferent, without any intention to respond.

In the tea shed, an old man holding a chicken leg and a pot of wine watched while eating, and chuckled, "It’s quite lively in my humble abode today."

The group looked over, only to see the gaze fixed on the sword Shen Qinglan held, and asked with a smile, "What’s your relationship with Chu Wuqu, young lady?"

Shen Qinglan glanced at the sword in her hand, looking warily at the old man and said, "Do you recognize this sword?"

"How could I not?" the old man laughed heartily, "This sword is named Jing Yu, forged by Chu Wuqu in his youth. I saw him wield it several times back in the day."

Duan Yunfei slightly squinted, "Could you possibly be Mr. Hong, the world’s greatest chef?"

"Oh?" The old man looked at Duan Yunfei in surprise, "Young man, you know of me?"

"The world’s greatest chef?" Shen Qinglan raised her eyebrows, "Was the meal we just had your handiwork?"

"How could it be?" Mr. Hong laughed heartily, "I don’t cook easily."

"It’s said that someone once spent a fortune just to have Mr. Hong cook a meal," Le Zhao chuckled, "Though we juniors haven’t had the pleasure, the fame of the world’s greatest chef surely isn’t just talk."

Mr. Hong chuckled, "If you folks want to eat, I can help, but..."

He glanced at the scattered corpses and injured individuals on the ground, and laughed, "If you handle these people for me, I’ll cook a dish for you, how about it?"

"No problem!" Xuan Ying flew over and said, "Senior, I’ll help you take care of it."

Mr. Hong nodded, laughing heartily, "Alright, I’ve just cooked a dish of crystal meat. Once you’re done, I’ll bring it over for you."

"That’s a promise then!"

Xuan Ying took out the Corpse Dissolving Powder, pouring it over the corpses one by one, and as for the injured, they were taken away by the remaining guards.

"Senior, I’ve taken care of everything. Can you bring out the crystal meat now?"

Even in the dim environment, everyone could see his eyes sparkling.

Mr. Hong laughed heartily again, "Then have a seat, I’ll go get it for you right now."

Not only Xuan Ying, but even Duan Yunfei and Le Zhao, who usually wouldn’t care about food, couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation.