After Pei Yan finished speaking, it was Mrs. Pei who became worried. She glanced at Wang Ruoqin, who was sitting on the sofa curiously observing all the new things around her, and said with concern, "But won't she find the food here hard to stomach? My cooking skills aren't that good, and we don't have those ingredients you mentioned."
"Mom! Don't listen to Pei Yan's crazy talk. Those things do exist in that world, but Ruoqin isn't as spoiled as he says. Her family, a Daoist lineage, emphasized self-restraint and simple, bland diets just enough to avoid hunger before leaving the Three Corpses Realm. Unlike Pei Yan, whose love of food is now famous throughout the Daoist Plane." Pei Jin, who had been caring for Wang Ruoqin and knew many details of her life, rolled his eyes at Pei Yan and patiently explained to his mother.
"Three Corpses? What's that?" Mrs. Pei asked, bewildered by the unfamiliar term from her daughter's mouth.
