The old man wore a five-pointed white-gold crown, his face like an ancient moon, with graying temples, and his tall, slender body was like a spear.
He appeared to be over seventy years old, but his spirit remained vigorous.
Jiang Chen had never seen this person before, but from the other party's crown and the attire of a white-gold bishop, he had already guessed the man's identity.
One of the four white-gold bishops of the Spirit Hall, the master of the Heaven Dou City temple, Salas.
Jiang Chen had already met the other three bishops; only this Salas, when Jiang Chen had first entered the Spirit Hall back then, had been transferred to Heaven Dou City.
Salas entered the room, looking down at Xiao Ying from above, his gaze carrying a slight majesty.
Xiao Ying placed her palms together, one against the back of the other, pressed against her chest, and slightly bowed to show respect.
Salas directly took out a sealed letter and handed it to Xiao Ying.
"This is a secret letter from the Pope's Palace."
Xiao Ying respectfully received it. "Bishop, rest assured, I will definitely deliver it to Miss."
"Mm." Salas let out a long "Mm," said nothing more, turned around, and walked into the secret passage.
Only after he disappeared did Xiao Ying slightly breathe a sigh of relief.
With a creak, her room door was pushed open, and Jiang Chen walked in.
Xiao Ying's expression changed slightly. Seeing that it was Jiang Chen, she said with some anger, "Don't you know to knock when entering someone's room?"
"Sorry." Jiang Chen said awkwardly.
He wanted to see what was written in this letter. In his urgency, he had forgotten to knock.
Xiao Ying glared at him and stopped speaking.
Jiang Chen reached out with his large hand to grab the letter.
With a slap, Xiao Ying's small hand mercilessly swatted him away.
"This is for Miss. Neither you nor I has the right to look at it."
As she spoke, she put the secret letter away into her soul tool like guarding against a thief.
A secret letter from the Pope's Palace—Jiang Chen wanted to know what was written on it.
Perhaps it was a plan targeting the Heaven Dou imperial family.
Jiang Chen felt that with his own identity, he was fully qualified to know.
If he brought out his status as the Holy Son, perhaps this girl would be willing to let him see it.
But that would come off as showing off, and it would be hard to be friends in the future.
His eyes turned, and he had a plan in mind.
"Xiao Ying meimei, the dishes I made at noon were pretty good, right?"
"They were okay." When it came to this, Xiao Ying's big eyes lit up a little.
"Then how about I make another meal for you tonight?" Jiang Chen's tone was gentle and coaxing.
"Really?" Xiao Ying was somewhat tempted, her throat involuntarily rolling as she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Really." Jiang Chen nodded.
He had originally planned to make a bit more in the evening and prepare a loving bento for his dear Xue'er jie.
So, exchanging cooking for a letter was basically getting it for free.
"But I have one condition." He continued.
"What condition?" Xiao Ying reacted, her expression becoming somewhat vigilant.
"You want to look at that letter?"
"No! That's for Miss."
"Aren't you curious?" Jiang Chen tempted her.
"Curious… but I still can't look." Xiao Ying's attitude was very firm.
Alright, it seemed this little girl was quite loyal. Jiang Chen had no choice but to give up the idea of looking at the secret letter immediately.
Whatever was written in the letter, he could find out just the same when he went to see Qian Renxue tonight.
"Then when will you deliver it?" Jiang Chen asked.
"In the evening. During the day, Miss might not be there. If the Bishop didn't say it was especially urgent, delivering it to Miss in the evening will be fine."
Jiang Chen nodded, left Xiao Ying's room, and returned to his own.
He took out the information Qian Renxue had given him again and familiarized himself with his new identity.
After reading, he slept for a few more hours.
When he got up, he found that Xiao Ying was actually still cultivating.
"She's practically a cultivation maniac," Jiang Chen thought to himself.
"And she's a glutton too."
He noticed that after getting tired from cultivating, Xiao Ying would rest for a while, then continue cultivating again, repeating the cycle.
Reaching the Soul Sect realm at seventeen years old was already a very good aptitude.
Perhaps her talent was not inferior to Hu Liena's.
It could also be because of her diligent cultivation.
Jiang Chen's heart suddenly stirred, remembering something that might be very suitable for this girl.
Since she followed Qian Renxue's side, having stronger strength would also help Qian Renxue somewhat.
Jiang Chen got out of bed and dove straight into the kitchen to prepare his loving bento.
Hearing the sounds from the kitchen, Xiao Ying couldn't help but open her eyes, a trace of delight flashing through them.
Carefully walking to the window, she watched that busy figure, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little touched.
"Even though I didn't let him see that letter, he's still making food for me. He's a friend worth making."
In Xiao Ying's heart, Jiang Chen's image unconsciously grew a bit taller.
While Jiang Chen was busy, he thought about the enjoyable expression Qian Renxue would have when eating the loving bento, and his mood was very pleasant.
Cooking for the person he liked was also a kind of happiness. Jiang Chen was feeling exactly that right now.
Light footsteps approached. Jiang Chen turned his head and saw Xiao Ying walking into the kitchen.
"Jiang Chen, let me help you." She felt that Jiang Chen was cooking for her. Since they were already friends, she should help out.
"Don't get in the way, that's the biggest help," Jiang Chen muttered in his heart.
He used a large garlic to send her away. "Go out and peel this completely."
"Oh." Xiao Ying, who had originally wanted to watch Jiang Chen show off his skills, took the garlic in a somewhat dazed manner.
"What are you still standing here for? Don't block me." Jiang Chen pushed her a little. Time was getting late; he had to finish quickly.
Xiao Ying pouted and walked to the doorway, squatted on the ground, and peeled the garlic piece by piece. From time to time, she turned her head to look at Jiang Chen inside, her eyes showing a strange color.
"Could it be that he was specially in charge of cooking in the Pope's Palace?" She couldn't help but guess.
Otherwise, how could Jiang Chen, at such a young age, have such good cooking skills?
"A cook has such strong strength. The Pope's Palace really is full of hidden talents." Xiao Ying thought she had touched upon the truth.
"Perhaps Miss became good friends with him because of his good skills."
"Is it peeled yet?" Jiang Chen's voice came.
"Oh, almost, almost."
"You're really slow at work." Jiang Chen snatched away the garlic in her hand, which she hadn't even finished peeling.
He broke the garlic apart piece by piece. Soul power surged in his hand, and with a gentle rub, all the garlic skins fell off.
"So fast." Xiao Ying stared blankly at this scene, suddenly feeling a little admiration in her heart.
Jiang Chen glanced at her, then took out a table and chairs from his soul tool.
"Take these and set them up."
"Oh."
Next, plate after plate of dishes was handed out by Jiang Chen.
Xiao Ying carried the dishes to the table. Both her eyes and the corners of her mouth had already become sparkling.
But the dishes weren't all served yet, so she was too embarrassed to eat first.
Finally, the last dish was handed out by Jiang Chen. "It's ready. You can eat first; no need to wait for me."
Xiao Ying took the last plate of food, stood on tiptoe, and peeked inside, wanting to see what Jiang Chen was doing.
In the morning, Jiang Chen had already bought a lunchbox with several layers, enough to hold the dishes.
Finally, he took out tomato sauce and drew a red heart on the topmost dish, then contentedly closed the lid.
"What are you still busy with? I can't hold back anymore." Xiao Ying urged from outside.
Only then did Jiang Chen walk out.
Xiao Ying's eyes lit up. She couldn't hold back any longer and began to eat heartily.
After the meal, Xiao Ying took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes.
After washing the dishes, the sky had already darkened.
Jiang Chen picked up the lunchbox and entered Xiao Ying's room.
"Let's go, time to deliver the meal to Xue'er."
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