Tang Fei Xiao's storytelling skills may not be top-notch, but Tang Feng could still hear the admiration he had for the Snow Girl in his words.

  "Fourth Young Lady, although I don't know much about the Divine Soldiers, you should still not have fully unleashed the power of Flame Day." Tang Fei smiled and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, "If you can do this, even if you can't beat me, Old Tang, it shouldn't be too far off."

  "I know." Fourth Daughter nodded, "I've seen the true power of Flame Day. This sword was passed down to me by my mother, and she could wield it when needed."

  Tang Feixiao hastily swallowed the tea and asked with wide eyes: "Where is my mother-in-law now?"

  Qin Si Niang's eyes reddened: "He passed away five years ago."

  Tang Fei suddenly had a look of relief on his face and patted his chest: "Good escape!"

  Fourth Daughter alone would be more than he could handle, if there were several more mothers-in-law like her, wouldn't Tang Fei laugh himself to death? A woman who can give birth to a daughter like Fourth Daughter must herself be no ordinary person.

  "What did you say?" Qin Si Niang glared at him with a fierce gaze.

  "Look at this mouth of mine!" Fourth Uncle hastily slapped himself in the face.

  "Right, you said... Snow Girl stole so many spiritual pills and heavenly treasures, what is she going to do with them?" Tang Feng interrupted.

  Tang Feixiao blinked his eyes, and he really hadn't thought about this question carefully. As for the spiritual elixir, it was either used to enhance one's strength and realm or to save people. Tang Feixiao estimated that the former possibility was greater; otherwise, how could Xue Nu, who was so young, escape from the hands of Tian Sha and Di Yi? It must have been due to taking medicine to make up for it.

  "Never mind all that, it's just old news and doesn't taste good anyway," Tang Fei laughed and waved his hand.

  Although the warning from Yan Ri made Xiao Shu somewhat vigilant, but afterwards Yan Ri didn't make another move, which made his heart that was hanging in the air finally put down. It's possible that the owner of that divine weapon also sensed the warning and took a detour, who knows.

  Tang Feng was indeed very interested in the heavenly slaughter and earthly destruction, and pulled Xiao Shu to let him tell. Tang Fei smiled and saw that it was not worth mentioning, and could only tell Tang Feng.

  Unlike Hei Bai City and Tian Gong Manor, Dai Xue Palace has cultivated many ruthless killers.

  Inside the Dai Xue Palace, there is a tower called the Dai Xue Tower. This is an assassination organization that has gathered the top twelve experts from the entire Dai Xue Palace. Tian Sha Di Yi was one of the top two assassins back then. It's said that as long as you can afford the price, the Dai Xue Tower will accept any kind of killing mission, whether it's a stealthy assassination or openly seeking revenge for someone else. They don't ask about the reason, they just collect the benefits and get the job done. Of course, this price isn't something that ordinary people can afford. It doesn't have to be silver; things like precious treasures, divine weapons, or even selling oneself into slavery can all be used as bargaining chips. The key is whether you can move these assassins.

  Tang Feixiao and another person in the entire Daxue Palace were not only powerful, but also killed many people. Every time they killed someone, their bodies would be covered in blood, experiencing that kind of feeling, often that bloody aura could make the enemy's liver and gallbladder burst.

  It is precisely because they have killed too many people and their methods are too cruel that the two of them have accumulated too much killing energy and evil energy on their bodies.

  Until the Snow Girl appeared, the two of them left the Dai Xue Palace together to find a way to resolve the killing intent and evil energy.

  Tang Fei's method was to use gentle women to wash away the killing aura on his body, so he had been pursuing beautiful women all over the world. Of course, he also had a prerequisite: only those who were not perfect women would do. He wanted to take advantage of these beauties, not win their hearts. This prerequisite allowed him to avoid a lot of trouble.

  Until five years ago, he met Qin Si Niang, got drunk and made a mistake, and was then chased by Qin Si Niang. Tang Fei's heart is also full of guilt, otherwise, with his skills, it would be easy to avoid being found by Si Niang if he didn't want to.

  Afterwards, Tang Feng also knew what had happened. After getting drunk, Tang Fei probably didn't take any safety measures, and as a result, he accurately hit the target, and Little Mengmeng was born.

  "Tell me, how did you get to know Si Nang?" Tang Feng asked with a sly smile.

  Qin Si Niang gave him a flirtatious glance and said: "Feng Shao, you know too much!"

  The efficiency of Yipin Xuan is quite good, and soon the door to the private room was opened. The shopkeeper walked in with a smile on his face and called out: "Serve the dishes!"

  A group of young women walked in at the entrance, each carrying a tray in their hands and wearing a smile on their faces, gently placing the trays on the table.

  Every time a dish is served, the shopkeeper loudly announces the name of the dish, ingredients and price, a long string of words that sound quite impressive.

  No wonder Yipin Xuan is so popular, this skill alone is something that other restaurants don't have.

  The owner of Yipin Xuan was just an ordinary merchant, not a cultivator, so he wasn't involved in this matter, which saved the restaurant.

  The dishes inside are also made very delicate, just looking at them gives people a kind of visual enjoyment, smelling the fragrance in the air, almost everyone's appetite is stimulated.

  "The young shopkeeper said warmly: 'Sir, take your time, if you need anything, just call out and someone will be waiting at the door of the elegant room.'"

  Tang Feng nodded and was about to start eating when Tang Fei suddenly waved his big hand with a serious face, saying: "Wait!"

  The uncle's face was extremely solemn, his eyes staring straight at a dish in front of him. It was a plate of small white rabbits made from tender tofu, six in total, one for each person. The rabbits were about the size of walnuts, each one lifelike and crouching in the plate, with their long ears standing upright and their mouths open, revealing three teeth. Their eyes were dotted with two black sesame seeds, looking around cautiously, vividly realistic.

  The chef who made this dish must have had some amazing skills to carve tofu into such a shape.

  Upon hearing Tang Fei's loud shout, Qin Si Niang's face turned cold: "Is it poisonous?"

  Tang Feng was suddenly stunned, he himself was an expert in using poison, and if someone could put poison in his own dish without being detected, it was almost impossible. Moreover, Yipin Pavilion was just a wine house, why would anyone put poison in the dishes for no reason?

  The shopkeeper was also startled and said with a bitter face: "Sister, you can't talk nonsense. If you ruin the reputation of our small store, will we be allowed to do business in the future?"

  Tang Feixiao didn't say a word, but picked up a spoon and gently scooped up a tofu rabbit, placing it in front of his eyes to observe for a moment. The whole room fell silent, with everyone staring at him intently. Just when everyone thought he was going to do something extraordinary, Tang Feixiao suddenly opened his big mouth, closed his eyes, and then... swallowed it down.

  After a while, Tang Fei smiled deeply and took a deep breath, slowly opening his eyes with a hint of a smile on his face. He turned to the shopkeeper and asked: "What's the name of the chef who made this dish?"

  The young shop assistant was asked inexplicably and scratched his head, saying: "I really don't know the master's name! Sir, is there something wrong with this dish?"

  "It's too hard to eat!" Tang Fei slapped the table in anger.

  The young shop assistant looked worried and said, "Sir, this is one of our signature dishes at Yi Pin Xuan, many regular customers order it every time they come, no one has ever said it's not delicious before."

  Tang Fei Xiao's face twisted in anger, he slapped the table and shouted: "I say it's bad and it's bad! Get me the chef who made this dish! I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

  "Sorry about that, sir. The master is very busy. I can pass on a message for you, but whether he'll come over or not is uncertain."

  "You just tell him that if tofu doesn't have so much sugar in it, it will definitely taste good!" Tang Fei laughed menacingly and said: "Still not going?"

  Tang Feng reached into his sleeve and pulled out a silver note, using a gentle yet firm motion to flick it onto the shop assistant's hand. He smiled and said, "Trouble you to run an errand for me, little brother."

  The shopkeeper took a look and it was a 100 taels silver note. He immediately beamed with joy: "Great!"

  After the shopkeeper left, Tang Feng said: "Xiao Shu, why did you find a chef?"

  Tang Feixiao is at least a top-notch master of the Heavenly Stage, and it's impossible for him to be so bored that he'd go looking for trouble with a great chef. He must have his own reasons for doing this. Moreover, from Tang Feixiao's words, Tang Feng thinks that Uncle Xiao must know this great chef.

  You haven't even seen his face, how can you be sure this chef is someone you know?

  Tang Fei smiled and raised his wine glass, downing it in one gulp. His face was flushed with a mixture of excitement and agitation as he said softly, "This chef is not simple, you'll understand when you meet him later."

  After finishing speaking, as if he had thought of something delightful, he burst out laughing loudly.

  Xiao Mengmeng blinked her big eyes beside, staring at the small white rabbit that Si Niang had put in a bowl for her. For a moment, she didn't know whether to eat or not, and furrowed her brow.

  Before long, a flurry of footsteps echoed in the corridor, accompanied by an exasperated cry: "Who is it? Who said that the dishes I made are not good to eat, who said so?"

  "Me!" Tang Fei laughed and shouted in a low voice.

  The sound of footsteps echoed, and immediately the door was pushed open. A tall chef with a high hat on his head and a shiny knife in his hand burst in.

  This master looks about the same age as Tang Fei, but his figure is not as robust as Tang Fei's. He is not tall and has a rather plump build, with a slightly bloated appearance, sporting a big belly that makes him look like a winter melon. His face is oily, with a fat head and big ears, which doesn't make people feel disgusted, but instead gives off a somewhat comical effect.

  However, Tang Feng noticed a thick callus on the tiger's mouth of his right hand.

  The big chef's face was twisted, the knife in his hand swung fiercely, and his own proud dish was evaluated as worthless by others, which made him furious to the extreme.

  "He fiercely said: 'Whoever it is, has the guts to come out and I'll beat you to death!'"

  While speaking, he glared at several people in the room with anger in his eyes.

  Tang Fei smiled with her two arms wrapped around her chest, leaning back in her chair, staring at him with a smile on her face, her eyes full of slyness and mockery.