Facing the curious gaze of the divine officials, there was still no sign of the dishes being served. Left with no choice, Master Zhenyuan had to use coughing to cover up, "Ahem, ahem, wait for me a moment, I talked too much just now, and my mouth is too dry, I need a sip of water."
Those with sharp eyes quickly passed a cup of wine to Master Zhenyuan, "Here, here, here's your drink, quickly have a sip to moisten your throat."
Master Zhenyuan slowly sipped the wine, feeling extremely anxious inside, and even started to pray, Please come quickly, if Chef Wukong doesn't show up soon, I really won't be able to wrap up what I've said.
Just at this critical moment, several fairies carrying trays began to walk over slowly from the direction of the Imperial Kitchen.
Master Zhenyuan had never felt that the fairies were so beautiful. He pointed in the direction from which the fairies were coming, "Look, the dishes are coming, quickly take your seats, or there won't be any left."