Elder Cang bowed respectfully, his white beard trembling with joy. "Since the Young Lord and the guests have arrived safely, this old man will now go and prepare a grand feast to welcome our future mistress!"
An Mo waved his hand lazily with a brilliant grin. "Do as you see fit, Elder Cang. Just make sure there are plenty of dishes…my female loves all kinds of food, but it must be tasty."
Elder Cang nodded vigorously, his eyes twinkling. "Rest assured, Young Lord! Only the finest delicacies of the Upper Domain will be served!"
With a deep bow, the powerful old elder turned on his heel and hurried off toward the kitchens.
The very second Elder Cang's intimidating, powerful aura completely faded down the corridor, a tiny leaves head cautiously squeezed its way out from the bag hanging at Han Jie's waist!
