Before Master Wuya could ask a question.
He bowed respectfully, a hint of something unspeakable appearing on his usually stern face. After a pause, he said, "Reporting to the Sect Leader, it is indeed Junior Sister Jiang at the entrance of the plaza."
Immortal Lord Qingxue hurriedly asked, "What is she doing?"
"Junior Sister Jiang is selling things."
"Selling things?" Immortal Lord Qingxue and Peak Master Ma were filled with questions, and the two looked at each other in bewilderment.
“Yes.” Ling Hanchuan suppressed the upward curve of his lips. “Junior Sister Jiang is selling Bobo Chicken and Shangbala Beef Jerky.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Immortal Lord Qingxue was so angry that he collapsed onto the chair and began to take deep breaths.
For thousands of years.
This has never happened before.
Someone's actually selling food at the sect's grand competition?!
This person was also his apprentice!
When has Immortal Lord Qingxue ever been so humiliated?
Recall the words he just uttered with conviction.
Whether Little Cake is silly or not, he's still my most beloved little disciple from Immortal Jade Peak.
Good heavens!
Can he take back what he said?
The expressions of the peak masters on the stands varied.
Ma Shu slapped his thigh and laughed heartily, "Little Bing is really spontaneous, he can even come up with such a good idea."
Knowing that Jiang Qingxue valued her reputation more than her life, Sect Leader Wuya suppressed a smile and went along with Ma Shu's words.
"Hanchuan, go buy a few servings of Bobo Chicken and some Shambhala Beef Jerky. Today it's my treat, everyone here will be in for a treat!"
“Uh…” Ling Hanchuan didn’t leave.
Master Wuya raised his voice.
"Hurry up, what's that kid standing there for?"
"Junior Sister Jiang asked me to bring over fifty skewers of Sichuan-style boiled chicken and ten packs of beef jerky."
As he spoke, he took the items out of his storage ring and calmly added, "Junior Sister Jiang said that the sect leader doesn't need to pay for these snacks; consider it her payment for the venue."
After Ling Hanchuan finished speaking the last word,
The stands fell silent.
In the silence.
But then came the little girl's energetic shouts.
"Bo Bo Chicken~"
"Bo ah, Bo Bo Chicken~"
"One yuan a skewer of Sichuan-style boiled chicken!"
"First come, first served!"
"Why are you still fighting over it? This senior, go and join the queue!"
Both Sect Leader Wuya and Immortal Lord Qingxue saw that Jiang Bingbing, who was wearing a tiger-head hat, had earned a large sum of spirit stones.
They were laughing so hard you could see their teeth but not their eyes.
Sect Leader Wuya: Um... this...
Immortal Lord Qingxue: Don't ask, the answer is I want to die...
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