C387 Can't cook for them

"Be careful, don't break my beloved kitchen knife!"

Liu Yiyi placed both of his hands on his waist, and instructed the servants of Sword Crafting City. Beside him stood a white-haired, middle-aged man, who seemed to be her father.

"Ai, be gentle, be gentle. I spent a lot of money to make this pot for Eastsea craftsman. You won't be able to afford it if I ruin it