The dismissive attendant casually pointed to a seat without showing the way, then turned to serve a table of customers who ordered over a dozen Spiritual Delicacies.
Emperor Longteng glimpsed at the seat and slightly frowned.
Recently, Master Ji from Taoyao Pavilion has been healing from an injury, unable to prepare Spiritual Food.
Those with picky tastes have thus turned to De Yue Building.
Even though they have coffin planks for tables, it seems like De Yue Building's business looks even more bustling than usual.
"It's been a few years, and De Yue Building seems to have lost all sense of decorum," he commented.
Monk Fengxi, however, paid no attention to the seating; he raised his head and eyed the Phoebe Wood Sign.
This sign...Monk Fengxi's brows furrowed ever so slightly.
When he entered earlier, he felt a certain presence.
But by the time he was ready to look for it, the presence had disappeared.
Now thinking about it, it was because of this sign.
