"You brat, you're already the Sect Leader, yet you still don't pay attention to your image."
Pei Laoliu chuckled and cursed, sliding over to make room for him to sit down.
"Haha, when I'm with Master Liu, I'm still your junior. How could I put on airs with an elder?"
Zhang Xiaoman said as he took out a bag of salted goose from his storage ring.
"Master Liu, see what I brought for you? It's the old goose from that shop on Meihua Road. I went over specially to get it for you."
Pei Laoliu's eyes lit up, eagerly taking the goose, inhaling the aroma deeply, his face full of delight.
"You brat, at least you still have a bit of conscience, didn't forget my greatest hobby..."
He said as he poured the goose onto an empty plate, inviting others to enjoy it together.
"You all should try it, this is the salted goose I often mention to you, only their family makes the most authentic, definitely a mortal delicacy."
