章 1739: A Monkey Brain or Bean Curd?

"The monkey brain wrapped in pearl is… ready."

Bu Fang's voice was not loud, but it made all the people in the restaurant raise their heads.

Outside, many nobles cast curious glances through the door. Soul's Cavalry of Death had surrounded the restaurant, yet the chef was still so calm. His nonchalant attitude surprised them.

Bu Fang was holding a porcelain plate, which contained a large, round pearl garnished with immortal vegetables still fresh with water droplets.

'So this is the monkey brain? Is this thing even edible? Isn't this just a ball? And it has no smell at all… Is he going to make me eat it raw?' Marquis Lang Gu looked confused.

"Little chef, I've said that you can't kill a monkey to get the brain…" he said, pointing a finger at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang raised his brows. "Are you worried that I'm lying to you?"