It was the third year and eleventh month of ShenYuan.
Winter was approaching. The earth was yellow and bleak.
All the pedestrians on the road bent their heads and hunched. Although the weather was not extremely cold, every inch of their skin was covered including their arms and legs. It seemed like everyone felt the unusual chilliness.
In Vigilante A's farm villa, it was still warm like spring. In the dining area, a hot pot feast was happening around the turquoise table. Tofu, enoki mushrooms, green vegetables… Were boiling in the hot soup. Seemingly ordinary things, but they were all exuding aroma that was irresistible even to divine beings.
A taste that could only be experienced in heaven, and could not be found anywhere in the ordinary world. Unlike before, they only had one customer now — Bodhisattva Spirit King…