Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 653: Maybe Next Time

Although Zhen Haowei spoke lightly, everyone had experienced many dangers.

Except for Tuanzi, who was protected by the master as soon as he transmigrated, all the other senior brothers had encountered many experts and escaped death multiple times.

This new seventh senior brother lived in the High Martial Immortal Demon Era and encountered an orthodox sect leader secretly practicing Demon Technique. It’s obvious with just a thought that the other party would love to quickly eliminate him.

But what was the other thinking after escaping death? Thinking about those barbecues and fine wine!

Tuanzi flailed her arms, almost jumping into Zhen Haowei’s arms, shaking his head vigorously to see if there was a sound of water.

"Seventh senior brother, be more mindful!"

Zhen Haowei took off his hat and muttered in a low voice, "But my cooking is really good. Those barbecues were made with spirit beast meat, paired with my secret seasoning, even Daluo Immortals praised it."

The little girl’s flailing paused.

She hesitated and looked at Zhen Haowei, seemingly swallowing secretly.

"Is it really that delicious?"

The tall man nodded, "Everyone who has tasted it says it’s good. Some people, even while fasting, are attracted by my food. If not, a person like me with Five Spirit Roots wouldn’t be hired as a chef against the norm. You know, big sects are picky, even the servants responsible for cleaning need at least Three Spirit Roots quality."

In reality, someone with Three Spirit Roots could join a small sect. With some luck, they might even be taken as an Inner Sect Disciple. But in that world where the weak are meat and the strong do eat, a servant in a large sect might encounter more resources, be noticed by the sect leader or elders, or gain opportunities in a secret realm. An Inner Sect Disciple in a small sect, no matter how gifted, without resources, will always fall behind.

This time, Tuanzi’s swallowing sound was a bit louder.

She couldn’t help but lean closer to him, acting like they had a good relationship.

"Then, seventh senior brother, if you have time, can you cook some dishes for Miaomiao to try?"

Those puppy eyes were especially harmless and pitiful, "Miaomiao also wants to taste the delicacies that even immortals are enamored with."

Seeing those pitiful eyes, Zhen Haowei agreed wholeheartedly.

A second later, he realized his current state and waved his hands repeatedly, "Not now, not now! Now is not the time!"

Tuanzi’s mood was like a roller coaster, soaring to the top before ’whoosh,’ dropping to the bottom.

She pouted, her eyes open wide, "Why not? Miaomiao can trade with you, Miaomiao can cook too!"

Zhen Haowei was even more tempted.

He had been taken in by a chef at a tavern when he was young and began helping in the kitchen, even daring to lift heavy pots. He didn’t think it was strange for his junior sister to cook at such a young age.

Even if the little junior sister made things all charred, he would still be willing to eat!

"It’s really not possible now!"

The man tried hard not to look at Tuanzi’s face, "Later! We’ll talk later!"

Tuanzi, who occasionally surfed the internet, felt her heart breaking.

"When Miaomiao watched videos, many people said to like, comment, and subscribe! Viewers would barrage comments, saying next time for sure! But there wasn’t a next time!"

At her young age, she already understood that ’next time,’ ’for sure next time,’ ’when there’s time’ were all perfunctory phrases.

Clutching her chest, the little drama queen backed up a few steps in shock, bumping into Tantai Yi’s embrace.

Tantai Yi straightened her up, "Go rest first, you have matches tomorrow, and three consecutive matches are exhausting."

"Oh."

Tuanzi left the room in a daze, preparing to return to her own room.

Zhen Haowei blocked her.

The little drama queen’s eyes immediately lit up as she looked at him.

Under such a gaze, Zhen Haowei managed to squeeze out, "We’ll talk about it later."

Tuanzi: "...Isn’t that the same as what you just said? Seventh senior brother, do you have some secret? You don’t have to say specifically, just nod."

Someone stubbornly said, "No, no secret, I just don’t feel like cooking recently!"

Tuanzi pouted and ran off, and this time Zhen Haowei couldn’t stop her.

"Sigh."

Once the little junior sister was out of sight, he sighed worriedly.

"She won’t hide somewhere and cry, right?"

"Probably not..." Duan Xiayou hadn’t finished speaking when Li Zhou stopped him.

The seemingly sunny and cheerful Black Heart Leopard walked up to Zhen Haowei and offered a serious suggestion.

"Miaomiao is a foodie, but she’s very sensible. She clings to you for food because she considers you a senior brother. If you don’t want to cook, that’s fine, just explain it clearly, and she’ll understand. But not cooking and not explaining, she’s young and might misunderstand that you don’t like her, which is quite normal."

Paused for a moment, Li Zhou showed an innocent smile, "Like me, I wouldn’t misunderstand. Junior brother must have accepted us, right?"

Zhen Haowei nodded.

"Master also said to treat you as family!"

"Senior brother, not only will I not misunderstand," Li Zhou smiled and patted his shoulder, "I also know you have a secret, so you don’t have to worry."

Zhen Haowei felt touched, even suspecting that it was his own illusion earlier that this fourth senior brother had no issue with him.

But just as he had nodded in acknowledgment, Li Zhou’s expression changed.

"You just told Miaomiao there’s no secret, now you’re admitting there is. So, who are you lying to, her or me? Don’t like her, or don’t like me?"

Some cook went wide-eyed like a mosquito coil.

No matter how limited his IQ, he realized it was a forced choice. And no matter which one he chose, it would offend the other.

The fourth senior brother was digging a hole for him!

The young cook looked at the Black Heart Leopard’s eyes filled with reproach.

Duan Xiayou seemed to meet this junior for the first time.

He couldn’t help but ask Tantai Yi, "His posture, his expression, looks so familiar, my hands itch, really want to hit someone."

The honest man spoke honestly, "He imitated the second senior brother."

Duan Xiayou suddenly understood, no wonder seeing the usually obedient fourth junior brother with such an expression made him want to hit someone. The one he actually wanted to hit was Ji Zhangzhuo!

On the other side, Tuanzi sulked for a while, but soon fatigue took over, and she fell into a deep sleep until the morning.

After quickly washing up and changing clothes, before leaving her room, Tuanzi cheerfully cheered herself on, "I must win three times today and break into the top four directly!"

[Ancient Martial System: You will definitely win three times in a row]

The energetic Tuanzi turned the doorknob, pushed the door open, and saw a tall man with a lowered head, holding a bag.

"Hey? Seventh senior brother, what are you doing standing here?"

Tuanzi greeted him with a cheerful smile, her gaze stuck on the bag.

Inside was breakfast.

"Is it for Miaomiao?"

Zhen Haowei quickly nodded.

"Wow, did you make it yourself, senior brother?"

The person’s nodding paused.

Tuanzi understood and took the bag, "It’s okay, if you don’t feel like cooking, don’t do it. Just like Miaomiao knows how to cook but prefers to mooch food and drink."

She had too many people to mooch food and drink from, no need to cook herself. Constantly standing on a stool and cooking was really tiring.