Beside Fu Zhu was a young man in a tuxedo, counting gold coins.
His footsteps were light and silent.
"Daoist Ke, let's hold off on putting out the food on your side for now; we wouldn't want anyone to get an upset stomach." Fu Zhu conversed carefully with the young man.
"Alright, since you've already covered the travel expenses, I guess earning from catering isn't a must." The young man smiled elegantly.
"Esteemed Food God, may I ask you something?"
The Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch stepped forward, curiously glancing at the young man before asking Fu Zhu, "In this buffet area, can we freely customize our food according to our preferences?"
"Ah, yes! Greetings, Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch!" Fu Zhu quickly bowed and nodded with a smile.
"The banquets at our Taiwei Heavenly Court emphasize freedom and letting one's heart roam free."
