Made into food?!
He Yanquan's heart skipped a beat, and then a surge of anger rose up.
He came all the way here upon hearing that the Fei Xing Sect was presenting the Heavenly Heart Begonia at the Spirit Medicine Exhibition, intending to acquire it, and now they're telling him it was made into food?!
"Food… Everyone move aside!" He Yanquan exuded a depressive aura, combined with his heavy dark circles, people instinctively stepped out of his way.
"You—" He Yanquan stood in front of Chen Muxue, pointed at the steaming pizza, and tapped the Heavenly Heart Begonia on top.
Its Spiritual Energy was completely gone.
"Are you out of your mind?!" He Yanquan couldn't help but curse, "A perfectly good Heavenly Heart Begonia, and you use it to make this, a... flatbread?!"
"As a Cultivator, it's one thing to suppress your desires without excuse, but making food is just a personal hobby, yet you actually brought it to the Spirit Medicine Exhibition? Are you trying to drive me mad?!"
