In the small courtyard.
Li Fan had already finished washing up.
Last night, he had made a large pot of tiger bone soup.
Gong Ya was about to head to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, when Li Fan said,
"Just boil two eggs for Xiao Bai, and I'll change things up today by making noodles for you all."
Tiger bone soup with noodles actually tasted quite good.
"Yes, Master."
Gong Ya responded.
Li Fan immediately went to the kitchen to cook the noodles himself.
Before long, steaming bowls of tiger bone broth noodles were ready for each person.
"Wow... it smells delicious!"
Zi Ling couldn't help but eat with great relish.
"The noodles Master made are so tasty!"
Nan Feng and Su Baiqian, too, threw aside their demure demeanors, indulging in the delicious flavors.
A group of male disciples wolfed down their food even more eagerly.