Just as Zhang Chen and Tushan Qing were staring at Shen Ling's chicken soup, Zhang Gaoqiu emerged from the pavilion. Shen Ling quickly stepped forward with a face full of joy: "Zhang, this is chicken soup I made by hand for you. You spent the day in the pavilion comprehending mysterious insights, consuming a lot of your Essence, Qi, and Spirit. Come and have some chicken soup to replenish yourself."
"Turns out the chicken soup was prepared for Zhang Gaoqiu the kid, he's really lucky." Tushan Qing mumbled to himself.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Chen shook his head and chuckled. Did Zhang Gaoqiu really comprehend any mysteries in the pavilion? Clearly, he was flirting with the Little Princess Chai Wenji.
Upon seeing Shen Ling holding the chicken soup, Zhang Gaoqiu's face changed, and he quickly reached out to grab Shen Ling and disappeared into the crowd.
Watching Zhang Gaoqiu and Shen Ling's departing figures, Tushan Qing nudged Zhang Chen's arm with his shoulder: "What's for lunch?"
