ted his subordinates to return all the boxes to the patrol guards.

 

Seeing this, Yun Zhao also had no intention of staying any longer.

 

Chang Xiao leaned over, touched his nose, and apologized in a low voice, “Sorry, can I still order these snacks in the future?”

 

Although Yun Zhao felt a little uncomfortable, he couldn't change everyone's perception of food, and besides, he did need spiritual stones.

 

Seeing Yun Zhao nod, Chang Xiao was overjoyed and eagerly helped him bring the spiritual steed over.

 

Wu Mu rolled his eyes, turned back into a small cat, and leaped onto the back of the spiritual steed.
Just as he was about to tell Yun Zhao to leave quickly, he heard a voice behind him, “Lord Yun Zhao, please wait!”

 

Everyone turned their heads to see a woman dressed in gorgeous attire approaching with a gentle smile.

 

Chang Xiao was startled, along with the guards, and stepped back, bowing, “Greetings, Madam.”

 

Wu Mu leaned close to Yun Zhao's ear and muttered softly, “This is Madam Xian Yue, the wife of the wolf clan leader.”

 

Yun Zhao was puzzled, “Madam, what can I do for you?”


 

Madam Xian Yue slightly bowed to Yun Zhao and lowered her voice, “The immortal clan's celebration occurs only once every hundred years.
On that occasion, not only will various clans participate, but many divine beings and celestial immortals will also attend.
The wolf clan is hosting for the first time, and the people under me are inevitably anxious.
I hope you won't hold it against them.”

 

“People have already been offended, what's the use of saying these nice things now…” Wu Mu muttered disdainfully, infuriating Elder Qi, who was standing nearby, turning his face as red as a pig's liver.

 

Yun Zhao awkwardly patted Wu Mu's head, asking him to keep quiet.
Wu Mu huffed and turned his little butt, facing away from Yun Zhao.

 

Yun Zhao sighed helplessly and said to Madam Xian Yue, “It's alright, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave.”

 

“Please wait a moment.”

 

Yun Zhao was about to turn around but was stopped again.
He could only say, “Madam, please speak.”

 

Madam Xian Yue took a few steps forward and smiled bitterly, “I'm not afraid to embarrass myself.
The wolf clan has never been good at cooking.
This time, for the celebration, we need to prepare exquisite dishes for the divine beings attending, but the kitchen is in chaos, and they have prepared…
things that don't taste quite right.”

 

Yun Zhao raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, and tentatively asked, “Madam, are you suggesting…”

 

Madam Xian Yue nodded, “Please help us prepare the dishes for the banquet.”

 

“Madam, you can't!” Elder Qi hurriedly rushed over and gestured with his hands in the air, “His food tastes good, but can it be presented well?”

 

Yun Zhao touched his nose.
Apart from the small bread, the rest did indeed have a rough appearance.

 

Madam Xian Yue furrowed her brows, clearly annoyed.
“How dare you! Are you saying the things prepared by the kitchen can be presented well?”

 

“This…” Elder Qi was speechless, unable to find a reason to refute.

 

Yun Zhao pondered for a moment, rubbing his chin.
If he took charge of the banquet for the celebration, it would be an opportunity to attract customers.

 

So, he said to Madam Xian Yue, “Since that's the case, if you trust me, let me take care of it.”

 

“No, no…” Elder Qi wanted to wave his hand, but Yun Zhao interrupted him.

 

Yun Zhao raised an eyebrow, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
“I will create a menu for you to taste.
If Madam finds it suitable, we can then sign a contract.”

 

Madam Xian Yue looked straight at the young man in front of her.
He was slim and weak, yet exuded an elegant and pure charm like a green bamboo.

 

She nodded, “Alright, time is running out.
I'll trouble you to come again in three days.
As long as the dishes are suitable, the reward will be satisfactory to you.”


 

After confirming the time, Yun Zhao didn't delay any longer.
He got on his small wooden cart and had the spiritual steed start the journey back.

 

The young man and his cart gradually moved further away, disappearing from the sight of the crowd.

 

The smile in Madam Xuan Yues eyes disappeared completely.
Her gaze swept over Elder Qi, and the arrogant old man lost his previously domineering demeanor.

 

“Someone, this old man has a bad memory and can't recognize important people.
Take him to the Cold Pool,” she commanded.

 

“Madam!” Elder Qi fell to his knees, begging for mercy.

 

Ignoring him as if she hadn't heard, Madam Xuan Yue walked away, her magnificent skirt brushing against the back of the old man's hand, causing him to feel a sharp pain as if cut by fine gold threads.

 

Watching the woman's figure fade into the distance, he suddenly remembered that the wolf clan had also followed that divine lord on a campaign into the abyss.

 

The downfall of a deity did not mean that everyone had forgotten his achievements.
It was his own foolishness…

 

 

In the mountains and forests, thunder resounded in the sky, followed by the patter of raindrops falling.
The rain began to pour down, and the crystal-clear droplets slid down the veins of the huge green leaves.

 

“Oh dear, I lingered for too long; otherwise, I wouldn't be caught in the rain!” Yun Zhao plucked a large green leaf from the roadside and used it as an umbrella over his head.

 

Yue Xue and Wu Mu were held in his arms, and the two little cats poked their heads out, listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves.

 

“Thunk.”

 

The rainwater made the soil damp and muddy.
The spiritual steed stepped into a small puddle, and Yun Zhao worried that it might twist its leg.
He handed the leaf to Wu Mu and got off the cart to check.

 

Fortunately, it was a false alarm.
Yun Zhao helped the steed pull its leg out of the mud, and the steed nuzzled affectionately against him.

 

He wiped the rainwater off his face and stood up, noticing Wu Mu holding the green leaf with his front paws, while the usually delicate little white cat was busy using its paw pad to dry the wet seat on the cart.

 

“Stop wiping, anyway, I'm already wet.”

 

Yun Zhao rubbed Luo Xue's head and lifted him up.
Suddenly, he heard Wu Mu exclaim, “Yun Zhao, someone is coming!”

 

Yun Zhao looked towards the voice, through the misty rain, and saw a person holding an umbrella, their slender figure partially hidden among the shadows of the bamboo forest.

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