Chapter 266: The Sect Leader Wakes Up Grumpy Every Day (14)

Shen Mubai looked at the several people in front of her, who were staring at her fiercely, and curled her lips. Well, after these few days of meals, she had already understood what kind of existence the Fire Lotus Sect was. It wasn’t easy for the people in the sect to survive.

The kitchen utensils and ingredients in the kitchen were all complete, and the floor was clean and quiet, but there was no chef.

Shen Mubai was silent for a while, unable to understand, so she turned to Wu Er, who had followed behind her, and asked, “Are there no other people in your sect who can cook?”

Wu Er, chewing on a garlic clove, heard this and smacked his lips. “There were, but they were all killed by the leader.”

Shen Mubai’s hand holding the knife trembled, almost cutting her foot. She picked up the knife shakily and said, “Wh…why were they killed?”

Wu Er looked at her strangely.

“Naturally, it’s because they were plotting against our sect.”

He took a bite of garlic and began to recount the past.

The disciples of the Fire Lotus Sect were always sparring in martial arts and using poison; there were few who could cook. Even if they went down the mountain to capture people to cook, each of them seemed cursed. They were either spies or were greedy, wanting to steal the Fire Lotus Sect’s secrets.

At first, they would get angry and kill a few, but later on, they got used to it. When the other party thought they hadn’t been exposed, they could still ask them to cook as if nothing had happened.

Shen Mubai said, “…Aren’t you afraid they might poison the food?”

Wu Er smacked his lips and said gruffly, “In terms of detecting and dealing with poison, who can compare to the disciples of our Fire Lotus Sect? If they poison the food, they’ll have to eat what they cooked themselves. If they run into the leader on a bad day, they won’t have a quick and painless death.”

Shen Mubai said, “…”

Wu Er glanced at her and said, “If it weren’t for the strategist often being absent from the sect, you wouldn’t have the chance to cook.”

Shen Mubai said, “…” So, except for that strategist, are the rest of you kitchen killers?

Thinking about it, if she ate a few more days of the food made by the people in their sect, even if Shen Mubai had nine lives, it wouldn’t be enough.

Because of the complete ingredients, Shen Mubai made several dishes: braised fish, hot and sour cabbage, chicken soup, Kung Pao chicken, shredded potatoes, deep-fried meatballs, and finally, a dish called Beggar’s Chicken.

Wu Er, who had been talking non-stop, suddenly stopped speaking at some point, and the garlic in his hand fell. He stared at the dishes Shen Mubai had made without blinking.

And the few people guarding outside the door couldn’t resist the temptation of the aroma.

The one on the left was somewhat better; at least he could restrain his expression. The one on the right directly went up to the door, pulled it open, and eagerly looked inside. He said with a smile, “Finally, I don’t have to eat while taking medicine.”

Yun Niang also coughed softly. “This little girl is still somewhat useful.”

Inside the kitchen, Shen Mubai wiped her sweat and took out the cooked Beggar’s Chicken, saying, “I’m done.”

Although the four of them were salivating, they understood what was appropriate.

Yun Niang glared fiercely at the one wiping his mouth with his sleeve and ordered, “Cuihua, go serve the leader.”

Although Shen Mubai almost drooled, she also understood that this was a good opportunity; at least she wouldn’t be kicked out of the Fire Lotus Sect.

But looking at the strange expressions of the few people, she swallowed her doubts.

Sometimes, ignorance was a kind of bliss.