Every cultivator presented quickly took out their weapons as they pointed them towards her as well as releasing their aura combine with their killing intent, who did not pay any attention towards them as she was busy tasting various items of food in front of her.
"So whom amongst thou all made this delicacies", she inquired of the people present as if she asking someone about the weather while she cast a glance at them everyone felt as if she did not just glanced at them but their soul itself.
She raised her one of her delicate as she spoke again, "Well do not thou wot that it is rude to keep a lady waiting for answer."
Suddenly Nitek spoke up, "I made them I hope you enjoyed them your Majesty.", his voice filled with sarcasm.
"Oh mine! what a sharp tongue thou hast, speaking like that it seems some one do forget to school thou manners", she chastise Netik.