Yun Ran still trusted her intuition; she felt that she probably wasn't the kind of absurd and foolish person.
Immediately, she waved at those who were eagerly watching her: "Everyone, leave!"
Perhaps this Divine Envoy identity was indeed very useful here.
The group of people, even though somewhat unwilling, didn't dare to make any excessive moves. After bowing obediently, they left.
However, from their retreating backs, Yun Ran could still tell that at this moment they seemed like withered eggplants.
But Yun Ran was hard-hearted and wouldn't let others' feelings affect her own mood.
Once everyone had exited, Yun Ran's gaze finally fell upon the food placed on the table not far away.
Although at first glance the taste might not seem great, Yun Ran didn't know why she had such a judgment.
However, this did not stop Yun Ran from striding over firmly. At this moment, taste was secondary; the important thing was to fill her stomach first.
