Chapter 287: In the Wok

Lonemoon glanced at Chef and sighed. “Don’t worry, we will fix that bastard Godfiend one day!”

“It’s good that Master is here.” Yi Qing did not sound like someone who was interested in revenge at all. “I don’t mind being anywhere!”

Hey, can you hang on to your principles? Lonemoon again felt a salty tang in the air.

“Shen Ying’s older sister will send us back again soon.” Lonemoon turned to Shen Ying. “Right?”

“Huh?” That might not be so.

“What ‘huh’?” Lonemoon rolled his eyes. “Don’t you want to go back and fix that Godfiend?”

“That’s so troublesome…”

“Troublesome your ass! Can you not be so lazy at such a juncture?” Your disciple was the one who got injured. “Also! What are you doing? You’ve been combing his hair for half a day now. Chef is a man – is it right for him to be wearing two ponytails?”

“It looks good!”

“Good my foot!” He looked hideous.

“I think it looks good too.”

“You boot-licker – shut up!”

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Lonemoon was afraid that Yi Qing had really trained himself into an immortal chef – no, a divine chef. Although only a month had passed for Shen Ying and himself, 3000 years had passed for Chef. Yet, his skills had not deteriorated a single bit. All it took was a simple briefing for Yi Qing to be completely comfortable with the kitchen appliances and tools that had been gathering dust in Shen Ying’s house. He picked these things up even quicker than he picked up sword techniques.

The group ate for a good two hours before they finished all the food on the plates. Lonemoon was just about to introduce the basics of the new world to Chef when a familiar voice filled the house.

It was a message from Shen Jing.

“That’s my older sister. HIde.” Shen Ying immediately threw her chopsticks aside and turned around.

“Why?” Lonemoon paused. He did not understand why she was telling them to hide.

“Stop talking nonsense. Quick!” She grabbed the two of them with each of her hands and pushed them under the table.

Lonemoon: “…”

Wait, why did he have to get down!

“Little Ying.” Shen Jing’s voice immediately rang in the house.

“Older Sister…” Shen Ying sat up straight as a pencil.

“There’s something wrong with your body. I’ve been searching, but I can’t find an answer. In any case, it should not do you much harm now.”

“Alright, alright, alright.”

“But I’ve already contacted the manager of the plane we went to together earlier. I want her to take a look at you for me.” Shen Jing lowered her voice. “Wait for me to handle the matters on hand before I bring you over.”

“Alright, Older Sister.” Shen Ying nodded.

“Get ready. Don’t wander about.”

“No problem, Older Sister.”

“Alright.” Shen Ying was just about to cut the signal when she seemed to recall something. “Oh yes, I felt you activate a space transfer earlier not far away from your home, leading directly into your house. What was so urgent?”

“Er…” Shen Ying hesitated. “Nothing much, I was just lost and wanted to go home.”

“Oh really?” Shen Ying narrowed her eyes. “Why is it that I never noticed you doing the same thing in the past even when you were lost several planets away?”

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“I… am hungry.” She immediately diverted the topic to herself.

“Oh…” Shen Jing nodded. “Then explain to me, who is the man under the table to the left?”

She could see that too! It was obvious that she had other cameras around the house.

Shen Jing did not sound as angry as she did before though. She just raised her eyebrows. “I’ve never seen you bring men to your house. Now, you’re bringing two in such a short duration. Are you… unsatisfied with what you already have?”

Lonemoon, the one who was “had”: “…”

Yi Qing, the one who supposedly satisfied her: “…”

Shen Ying frowned. “Older Sister, he’s not my boyfriend!” Father Niu is not!

“Oh.” Shen Jing looked as though she could see right through Shen Ying. “Since he isn’t, you teleported him here because…?”

Shen Ying looked down. She had no choice but to be honest. “”He was from the plane we were at before.”

Shen Jing’s expression darkened. She scanned Chef, who was still underneath the table, her expression hardening. “In other words… he’s an invader!”

“Older Sister, listen to me…”

“Shut up!” Shen Jing’s voice was cool now. Her gaze cut Shen Ying like knives. Even Lonemoon shuddered. “Was one trip out of the plane all it took to give you so much guts? Stay right where you are. I’m coming over immediately.”

Before any of them could reply, the screen switched off.

Lonemoon felt inexplicably nervous. Shen Jing’s expression was different from when she found out that he was under the table. She looked… enraged.

“Shen Ying, what is your older sister talking about?” He could not help but ask.

Shen Ying’s expression darkened. “All foreign invaders in any plane are considered unstable. The plane must purge them.”

“Purge… Your older sister isn’t thinking of killing Chef, is she?” Lonemoon’s heart dropped. For some reason, he knew that if Shen Jing really wanted to do so, Shen Ying would not be able to stop her. “What should we do?”

“Master…” Yi Qing lowered his gaze. “I came here of my own accord. If there’s any punishment, I’m willing to take it. I won’t fight!”

“You’re crazy!” Lonemoon shouted.

Shen Jing was the manager of this plane. He would probably not be able to withstand what she had in store for him.

“Forget it!” Shen Ying shouted through gritted teeth, as if thinking of something. “If my older sister really takes action, I… have another solution. Or… I will stop her.” He’s her Che… disciple after all. She had to do something, even if it costed her life!

“Really?” She should have said so earlier if she had a trump card. But looking at the fearful way she always looked at Shen Jing, Lonemoon did not know if he could really trust her.

“Yes.” She had lived under her older sister’s rule for years.

Lonemoon did not pursue the matter further. He watched as the air in front of him twisted and Shen Jing appeared within the house.

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“So… he’s your disciple in the other plane?” Shen Ying leaned back on the sofa and scanned the group of three in front of her from head to toe.

“Yes.” Shen Ying nodded.

“Older Sister Shen Jing, Chef chased us all the way here. He did not know that he needed your permission before transmigrating,” Lonemoon explained. “Ignorant people should not be punished… please let it go.”

“Let it go?” Shen Jing laughed mirthlessly, her demeanour turning cool once more. “Do you think invading a plane is a simple matter? Do you know what kind of damage it could cause the plane? Do you know how much cleaning up I would have to do?”

“But he… did not mean to!”

“You think that can solve everything!” Shen Jing jumped to her feet. She threatened to cut the three of them into pieces with her glare. “If I don’t make an example out of him, everybody will start thinking they can invade my plane for no good reason. This world will end! Little Ying, they don’t understand, but surely you do?”

“… I do.”

“This one is the same!” Shen Jing suddenly turned to glare at Lonemoon.

“Me?” Lonemoon’s heart fell. He began to break out in a cold sweat.