After generously giving the cold chicken to the other workers, Old Yan openly took his apprentice to cook a private meal for them.

"See, see, Old Yan is biased. He has never taken us out to eat."

"Go ahead and eat some more? This roast chicken is cold. It's only because Anning didn't eat it that we got to enjoy it this time."

"Pah, what's so great about them? It's just a model, isn't it? I can make one too."

"Come on, everyone, come and see what's so clever about what he did that made Old Man Yan so happy."

"That's right, everyone should take a look."

~~

A restaurant in the capital.

Old Man Yan chose a private room.

After understanding the cause and effect, Boss Yan took pity on Mu Ange and brought her along to improve their meals.

"My dear disciple, come and see what you like to eat?"

Old Yan held the menu up to An Ning's eyes, saying repeatedly, "Don't be afraid of Master Hua, he'll take care of everything."

An Ning was flattered for a moment: "Okay, then I'll pick some of my favorites. By the way, Master, what do you like to eat?"

Upon hearing this, Old Yan immediately beamed with joy: "Hahaha, you truly are my good disciple, so filial. I'll eat whatever you eat."

Mu Ange, standing to the side, was completely stunned. Was this really not the same person as the rumored Elder Yan?

"Young man, what would you like to eat?"

Mu Ange said, "I'm fine with anything. Whatever she eats, I'll eat too."

When Old Yan looked at Mu Ange, he gave her a "you know what's good for you" look.

Looking at the two of them, An Ning realized that her master didn't know Mu Ange's identity.

“Master, he is the Third Prince Mu Ange.”

This time, it was Old Yan's turn to be shocked.

"What? He's that infamous Mu Ange? You actually know such trash?"

Upon hearing this, both An Ning and Mu Ange were stunned.

Old Yan almost jumped up, grabbing An Ning's arm and trying to leave: "Let's go, let's go, we don't eat with people like him."

Mu Ange observed that Elder Yan's reaction was exactly the same as her own when she heard that An Ning had become his apprentice. Rumors really do have a way of killing people.

An Ning quickly reassured Old Man Yan: "Master, don't worry, the prince isn't the kind of person you imagine. You'll understand once you get to know him better."

Mu Ange nodded: "Old Yan, it is not advisable to get to know someone based on rumors, especially since my friendship with Xiao Ning is extraordinary. For example, the reason I insisted on taking Xiao Ning away today was because the rumors said that Old Yan was an unapproachable and eccentric old man. But I only realized how kind and gentle Old Yan is after meeting him today."

An Ning chimed in, "Yes, yes, Master, please sit down. The dishes are all served."

Old Yan looked at An Ning and then at Mu Ange, and finally chose to believe his good apprentice.

"Master, you can have some meat,"

Anning picked up a piece of meat and gave it to Old Yan.

"Master, you can have some fish."

Anning picked up another piece of fish and gave it to Old Yan.

But Old Yan didn't touch his chopsticks at all.

Mu Ange's deep voice quietly rang out: "Old Yan still doesn't trust me."

Old Yan nodded vigorously: "Yes, I just don't trust you."

Mu Ange wasn't angry; she simply asked, "Old Yan, what do you want me to do for you to believe me?"

Old Yan raised his head and said, "Unless you kneel down before me!"

An Ning's eyes widened: "Master, he is a prince, you can't kneel to people so easily. Master, please calm down, he really isn't a bad person."

Mu Ange's eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Elder Yan and said, word by word, "I will kneel!"