'I can't say that I've come to Tempest Tavern if I don't try their noodles?' Miao Yi stared dazedly at the bowl of noodles on the table. 'Is it really that good?'

Given how much the waiter was praising the dish, anyone would be curious to try it out, let alone Miao Yi. Since he was in no rush to get back anyway, he quickly pulled out a chair and raised his chopsticks. After sampling the noodles, he had to admit that it was indeed delicious, but it didn't seem as great as the waiter made it out to be; he couldn't taste anything special with them.

Thinking back, he'd had dinner last night, followed by a braised pork elbow that was delivered to his room, and now he was having a bowl of noodles for breakfast. In his many years as a cultivator, Miao Yi realized that it had been a long time since he'd had consecutive meals like this. Nowadays, he only dined once every ten days or so just to sate his tongue.

However, Miao Yi did find the passionate service of this tavern quite agreeable. It was worth every penny spent.

Just outside the door, the Lady Boss had returned from her daily patrol of the area around the tavern.

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