"General Nalan, is this your gift?"
Emperor Longteng consoled Chu Beiqing a few words, his gaze again falling on the bizarre-looking creature.
"Indeed. My Sea King Hai Zhang specially selected this exquisite Spiritual Food, named Tai Sui Clam; its taste is delicious and unimaginably precious. Consuming its meat can prolong life. I sent it a thousand miles to Longteng in hopes of gifting it to Emperor Longteng. Alas, it appears that Longteng has no one who can appreciate it, how laughable and regrettable. I heard that your country's Third Prince has punished several Imperial Chefs lately, yet none could recognize the Tai Sui Clam."
General Nalan's face was full of mockery.
The veins on Emperor Longteng's forehead subtly throbbed.
"Summon the people from the Imperial Kitchen."
Soon after, the eunuch came hurriedly to report.
"Your Majesty, all the people from the Imperial Kitchen have been locked up."
Emperor Longteng's complexion worsened.
