Eggs laid by the chickens of The Cultivation World were infused with Spiritual Energy. Such high-quality ingredients only needed to be boiled in water to achieve an exquisite flavor.
She took two bites and found it a bit hard to swallow.
"Madam, have some water."
Nerida rose and poured her a cup of water.
Celeste Grant accepted it. "Thank you."
After a sip of water, Celeste Grant stood up and handed her son to Javier Sinclair. She pulled the burlap sack on the table toward her, then looked at the crowd and announced, "Our Bloodfiend Den is a legitimate Cultivation... *ahem*... Demonic Sect, so our compensation packages must be up to par."
Javier Sinclair: "..."
The Left Protector: "..."
The Right Protector: "..."
The Hall Masters: "..."
The elders: "..."
'Since when was our Bloodfiend Den a legitimate Demonic Sect? But, if Madam says it is, then it definitely is. It must be!'
