"Can you give me a portion?" The Spirit God withdrew her gaze and asked Xu Yi.
"Of course." Xu Yi directly pushed his plate over and then moved his chair over to the Spirit God's side, setting it up properly.
Then, he retrieved another chair, plate, and utensils for himself, and picked up a piece of meat for himself.
Xu Yi picked up the knife and fork, demonstrating to the Spirit God how to use them.
After all, as a Divine Master, she could fully grasp it with just one glance.
"Wow, is that the Spirit Race? Even though it's just a vague shadow, it feels so elegant!"
"Come on, isn't that flattery a bit too much?"
"Why is the Spirit Race looking for Xu Yi at this time? Is something wrong?"
"It's so hard to see the Spirit Race. I really want to know how beautiful they are!"
Unfortunately, the audience in the live broadcast could only see a vague outline, and nothing else.
