C126 Seven Injuries Fist

That was known as the Celestial Feast.

Anyone fortunate enough to taste it even once would die without any regrets.

Ye Feng glanced casually at the surrounding crowd before speaking calmly, "I still need to queue."

"What queue?"

"You're my master. How could I possibly let you wait in line? Tell me what you'd like to eat, and I'll prepare it for you immediately," Zhang offered at once