"Alright."
Wang Ye stepped into the room.
He knew well that Xia Yurou was a former Peak Master.
She probably rarely cooked for herself.
The taste of the food likely wasn't great, definitely not as delicious as Chu Mingyue's cooking.
So he didn't have high expectations in his heart.
However, looking at the dishes on the table, Wang Ye's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.
The dishes didn't require much skill in cooking.
So even without advanced techniques, the dishes still looked quite good.
The taste was also uniquely pleasant.
"Very nice."
Wang Ye, chewing on the wild mountain wood ear, gave Xia Yurou a thumbs up.
"Is it really tasty?"
Upon hearing the compliment, Xia Yurou felt a bit proud.
Seeing Wang Ye eating so enjoyably, she too picked up a piece of food and started eating.
While the two were dining, light rain began to fall outside the window.
The mist outside grew denser.
The cozy light inside the house formed a stark contrast with the cold mist outside.
