Karen was sitting beside a dining table in the banquet hall, devouring custard buns with both hands, her mouth covered in golden-yellow custard.
Although she was the only one at the table, five British Cultivators stood guard within five meters of her. Had Ren Suo not arrived with Euphy, he would definitely have been stopped.
As soon as Euphy approached, she took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the custard from Karen's mouth. "Eat slowly, and make sure to wipe your own mouth," she said.
Karen giggled, took a bite, and with steamy, golden-yellow custard oozing out, she handed the bun to her sister. "It's tasty! Sister, eat with me."
Ren Suo, standing a bit further away, could smell the rich scent of milk and egg yolk. This banquet must have hired a pastry chef from Lianjiang; the Lian Province's signature dessert, custard buns filled with steaming custard, were very popular among children with their sweet and rich milky and eggy taste that burst in the mouth.
