845 She Is Definitely a Fake Saintess (1/2)

”Bu Fang, I am hungry…”

Ni Yan's voice was soft and melodic as it entered everyone's ears, causing goosebumps to appear on their skin.

However, everyone quickly regained their senses.

What was going on?

The Saintess was hungry?

The first that the Saintess said after she walked out from the kitchen was that she was hungry? All of them had spent so much effort to find the Saintess, and yet, the first thing the Saintess said was she was hungry.

Was she disregarding their efforts?

Why were they working so hard to try and bring the Saintess back with them from the restaurant boss' hands?

Many people were stripped by that iron puppet while trying to save the Saintess… What was the reason for all of their efforts?

The Heavenly Secret Holy Land disciples couldn't help feeling wronged.

Bu Fang and Saint Sovereign Tianji were both shocked, and they stared curiously at Ni Yan.

An awkward expression was plastered on Saint Sovereign Tianji's face as he was almost certain that the Saintess would not wake up within such a short time. However…

The words she said after she regained consciousness wasn't a greeting to him. He was, after all, the Saint Sovereign of the Heavenly Secret Holy Land.

On the other hand, Bu Fang did not think too much over the Saintess' first words after she woke up. Looking at her, his eyes brightened.

Ni Yan was awake now. Did this mean that there was a chance that the Heavenly Star Catcher Disk could be fixed?

Although the Heavenly Star Catcher Disk had been shattered apart, Ni Yan, whose spiritual soul was linked to it, was not dead. Could the Heavenly Star Catcher Disk be fixed then?

Rubbing his chin, Bu Fang carefully looked at Ni Yan. Then, he turned and walked into the kitchen without bothering about Mo Tianji.

”Sit here and wait,” Bu Fang instructed the Saintess.

The moment Bu Fang walked into the kitchen, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok appeared in his hands. First, he lit the fire to heat up the wok. Then, he began to cook.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

Not long later, a rich aroma wafted out from the kitchen.

As the two individual fragrant smells of eggs and rice mixed together, they condensed to become a divine aroma.

Bu Fang flipped the wok and expertly emptied the contents of it into a porcelain plate.

He straightened his robe before he carried the warm and fragrant egg fried rice out of the kitchen.

”Here's an Egg Fried Rice. Eat it while it is still hot.”

As Bu Fang placed the Egg Fried Rice in front of Ni Yan, he couldn't help feeling a bit sentimental. It felt nostalgic looking at her familiar face.

Bu Fang did not expect that he would meet a familiar face from the Light Wind Empire. It had been a long time since he returned to the Light Wind Empire, and he missed the past.

Ni Yan sucked in a deep breath of air. This familiar smell caused her face to brighten up instantly as joy tugged at the corner of her lips, revealing a beautiful smile.

She picked up the porcelain spoon and looked at Bu Fang, saying, ”Boss Bu Fang's dishes really leave a deep impression.”

With that, Ni Yan scooped up a spoon of Egg Fried Rice. As the dish was attacked, hot plumes of steam rose into the air. Following the motion of the porcelain spoon, the gold-colored rice grains rolled across the porcelain plate and into the spoon, leaving a slim trail of egg sauce behind it.

Bu Fang's Egg Fried Rice was extremely fragrant, and this one scoop of rice filled the entire restaurant with its aroma.

Gulp...

Ni Yan's lips parted as she shoved the spoon into her mouth and slowly chewed the rice.

Her pale face flushed red from the temperature of the Egg Fried Rice.

Ni Yan ate faster and faster as her spoon attacked the Egg Fried Rice at an even faster pace.

Perhaps, the Saintess was really hungry as she completely emptied the plate of Egg-Fried Rice in an instant.

Even the porcelain plate was not spared. Ni Yan stuck out her tongue and licked the plate clean in a full circle.

Lowering the plate, Ni Yan softly let out a burp before she rubbed her tummy. The emptiness in her stomach was finally filled, and she gleefully leaned back on the chair.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Secret Holy Land disciples who witnessed this scene stared at the Saintess with their mouths agape. Their eyes bulged out of their sockets as they exchanged incredulous looks among themselves.

This was the first time the Saintess revealed her bare face at them, and she truly was beautiful without the veil covering her face.

However... the Saintess didn't normally act like that. The Saintess was so elegant and refined—she was like a goddess in their eyes. When did she ever show this side of her? Eating like a starved ghost?

This... Was she really their Saintess?

Mo Tianji was also suspicious, and he pulled his chair to sit beside Ni Yan, carefully validating her identity.

”What luck and blessings! It is really a great thing that the Saintess isn't injured. Since the Saintess is awake, would you like to return with me to the Heavenly Secret Holy Land?” Saint Sovereign Tianji asked.

Bu Fang dried his hands and sat opposite Ni Yan, carefully observing her reaction.

All the people of the Heavenly Secret Holy Land were also highly anticipating Ni Yan's reply.

However, Ni Yan's next response stunned everyone.

Ni Yan scratched her head in confusion and furrowed her perfectly shaped brows as she stared at Mo Tianji. With her lips pursed tightly together, she questioned, ”Who are you? Why should I follow you back to wherever you belong?”

Stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

What was the Saintess saying? How could she not recognize the Saint Sovereign?!

How could she talk to the Saint Sovereign in such a rude manner?

This must be a fake Saintess!

Mo Tianji's brows furrowed, and his face instantly turned black. A deep and hostile gaze appeared in his eyes as he stared at Ni Yan.