"Little Confidant, tonight your grandfather will certainly be with those people. Would you like to come to my place in the evening... um... because their cooking skills are not very good."
Four women: You speak as if your cooking skills are excellent.
In the end, it was Little Confidant who took charge of the kitchen, showing her full culinary prowess, laying out a table of dishes on Sui Yi's moderate-sized table.
While six people dined at the table, Zhi Wen's side was also having a gathering, tables full of literati, and the Sect Masters, when suddenly the door was pushed open amid discussions.
When everyone saw the person who opened the door, they all stood up in unison.
"Ice Venerable."
At that moment, the Ice Venerable was wearing only a sleeveless undershirt, with her jade arms crossed over her chest, a slender waist, long legs, and a beautiful face, leaning against the doorway, her eyebrows and eyes carrying the weight of an ice mountain.
The chill hadn't yet leaked out.
