Han Luo took the tiny piece, shook his head, and placed it in his mouth. At first, his expression remained casual, but soon the smile on his face slowly faded. His eyes narrowed slightly as he chewed, and Xue Yao felt the emotion from him change.
Curiosity became surprise… and surprise became suspicion.
'He noticed something,' Xue Yao thought, her heart tightening. 'What could I be that I am the best chef in the beast world? Hehe… if I'm considered the best, what will they do when they taste my mother's food?'
Han Luo swallowed slowly before looking at the roasted rabbit in her hand.
'A girl without cultivation should not be able to cook food that stirred the wolf bloodline. It was not merely delicious. The meat carried spiritual energy that had been drawn out gently, refined through fire, seasonings, timing and control. It did not feel like ordinary cooking at all.' Han Luo thought inwardly.
His eyes returned to Xue Yao. "You cooked this?"
