Inside Zuixian Pavilion, the air was rich with appetizing aromas as a table was laden with rare delicacies. Yan Luoluo was leisurely picking up a piece of translucent crystal spirit fish sashimi, her red lips parting slightly as she ate with both elegance and satisfaction. Meanwhile, the youth sitting opposite her—that fellow codenamed 9527—threw all manners to the wind, wielding his chopsticks at lightning speed while his cheeks bulged like a hamster's, looking as though he had starved for centuries.
Qingyuan sat beside Yan Luoluo with his spine held rigidly straight, his hands placed properly on his knees. He even softened his breathing slightly, looking entirely like a well-behaved student being watched by his teacher. Having just stuffed himself with spirit fruits and immortal brews at the Lingxiao Sect, he simply could not summon the slightest shred of appetite as he looked at the table full of fine dishes—especially that steaming bowl of snake soup, atop which floated a few sprigs of emerald-green spirit scallions, looking more glaring with every glance.
"Qingyuan—" Yan Luoluo suddenly spoke, her voice as sweet as honey, yet it made every scale on the Azure Dragon's body tighten. "Weren't you quite a big eater back at the Lingxiao Sect? Why aren't you touching your chopsticks now?"
Chapter 133