"Yes! Yes, we have!" He replied quickly.
With that, he quickly took out another box of food from his sleeve.
However, this box was different from the previous one, it was still emanating a hint of heat.
Upon lifting the lid, they saw a juicy, golden roast chicken presenting itself.
Upon seeing this, Wang Ba's mouth watered.
While he had the duties of a spiritual cook, in reality, being a spiritual cook only referred to producing spirit food, not necessarily culinary skills.
Nevertheless, the misunderstanding arose because both involved eating.
Without any hesitation, Wang Ba accepted the roast chicken and nodded at Ji Yuan and Xi Wushang as a sign of respect.
These two were the only peers present, who were older and had higher cultivation bases than him, thus he remained courteous.
Xi Wushang took a whiff and seemed interested:
"Give me a chicken leg to try."
Ji Yuan was more straightforward:
"I would like to try the chicken head and neck."