409: Huang Rong: I got so excited that I couldn't control myself.

"You even know such secrets, yet you're telling me, this Old Beggar, all this. Are you sure you're not just acting like a show-off?"

"Forget it, these matters have nothing to do with this Old Beggar. Right now, the affairs of the Song Dynasty Martial Arts World are enough to give me a headache. I have no heart to care about the matters of other Imperial Dynasties," the Beggar Clan Leader said, shaking his head helplessly.

While they were talking, Huang Rong had already prepared a table full of food and wine. This was the first time she was cooking for her beloved man, so she had put a lot of effort into it.

She must not let her man down.

"The food is here..."

Huang Rong's crisp voice rang out, and then she walked straight in, followed by the Waiter carrying a tray.

The food inside emitted an enticing aroma.

"Tsk tsk... As expected of Girl Rong, this cooking skill is absolutely top-notch." The Beggar Clan Leader stared at the tray before him with excitement, his eyes shining.

Not only was the Beggar Clan Leader's eyes shining, but even the Waiter carrying the tray was staring at it, constantly swallowing his saliva.

Duan Zhengchun also smelled the aroma of the food; it was indeed extraordinary.

"Not bad. As expected of the woman this Prince has set his eyes on, your skills are quite good." Duan Zhengchun nodded in praise.

Even for someone like Duan Zhengchun, who had lived two lives, he had never seen food that smelled this fragrant.

It had to be said that Huang Rong, this Little Chef, really had excellent culinary skills.

"Of course. Look at who I am. When it comes to cooking, this young lady has never deferred to anyone." Huang Rong looked at Duan Zhengchun with a proud and arrogant expression.

"Yes, yes, yes, you're the best at cooking. Quickly sit down and eat." Duan Zhengchun smiled and nodded.

The three of them sat down and began to eat. In the next second, Duan Zhengchun truly witnessed what it meant to be the reincarnation of a Starving Ghost.

Once the Beggar Clan Leader sat down, he really showed Duan Zhengchun what it meant to sweep through food like a whirlwind.

Neither Duan Zhengchun nor Huang Rong could match the Beggar Clan Leader's eating speed alone. This guy didn't even use chopsticks.

This left Duan Zhengchun dumbfounded. What was the situation? How long had it been since he last ate?

Even so, you are still the Beggar Clan Leader, a Peak Grandmaster existence. Can't you maintain a bit of an image?

"No, Seventh Master, slow down. No one is competing with you." Huang Rong looked at the Beggar Clan Leader with a helpless expression.

"Mmph, it's too delicious. You—you guys should eat too." The Beggar Clan Leader stuffed food into his mouth while beckoning Duan Zhengchun and Huang Rong to eat as well.

However, how could the two of them even start? The Beggar Clan Leader wasn't using chopsticks at all, making the entire plate a mess with his hands.

What Duan Zhengchun found most unacceptable was that this guy clearly hadn't washed his hands for several days. How could a spirited young man like him, who had transmigrated, bring himself to eat that?

The Beggar Clan Leader spoke, but the movements of his hands didn't slow down at all.

Huang Rong looked at Duan Zhengchun with a helpless expression.

Duan Zhengchun shook his head helplessly and said nothing.

He had known before that the Beggar Clan Leader was a foodie—a foodie who also knew how to appreciate good food.

But he never expected that one day he would eat with such a complete lack of image.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry. I'll cook for you again later. Today, we'll just let Seventh Master have his fill." Huang Rong looked at Duan Zhengchun helplessly.

"You girl, what do you mean by letting me have my fill? Is it that I, this Old Beggar, can't even have a meal from you?"

"At most, just consider it that this Beggar Clan Leader owes you a favor, alright?" the Beggar Clan Leader said irritably.

"Pfft, your favors used to be valuable, but now... Seventh Master, you can't even beat me. What use is your favor to me?" Huang Rong looked at the Beggar Clan Leader with a smug expression.

"Wait, you girl, what do you mean? What do you mean I'm not your match? I think you've gotten a bit cocky after not seeing you for a while," the Beggar Clan Leader said irritably.

"I'm cocky? I think it's you who's gotten cocky, Seventh Master."

"Your strength is still at the Peak Grandmaster level. After all these years, you still haven't broken through to the Great Grandmaster Realm. You should be ashamed."

"I am now a Great Grandmaster, and at the Great Grandmaster Late Stage at that. Tell me, are you my match?" Huang Rong looked at the Beggar Clan Leader smugly.

"Pfft..."

"Cough... What did you just say? You said you have the strength of the Great Grandmaster Late Stage?"

"Girl Rong, you're bragging a bit too much. I remember the last time we met, you were only in the Xiantian Realm. No matter how high your talent is, it's impossible to reach the Grandmaster Realm in such a short time."

"If that were true, wouldn't this Beggar Clan Leader and your father have lived all these years in vain?" the Beggar Clan Leader gave her a sideways glance and continued eating.

"You still don't believe it..."

As soon as Huang Rong's voice fell, she directly released her Great Grandmaster Late Stage pressure.

However, she had only just broken through to the Great Grandmaster Late Stage, and her mastery of the power was not yet refined. This release was a bit too forceful.

The Beggar Clan Leader, who was eating, was completely unprepared and was directly pinned to the ground by this pressure. Even his stool shattered instantly.

"Pfft..."

The Beggar Clan Leader directly spat out a mouthful of blood, along with the food he had just eaten.

This scene immediately gave Huang Rong a fright.

"Oh no, Seventh Master, are you okay? Is it serious?"

"I—I didn't do it on purpose." Huang Rong hurriedly helped the Beggar Clan Leader up.

The Beggar Clan Leader felt incredibly depressed in his heart. This pressure was too strong; his Peak Grandmaster strength couldn't withstand it at all.

"This is definitely a Great Grandmaster-level pressure. This girl has no martial ethics; even if you wanted to prove it, you should have given a warning."

"This old frame of mine can't handle such tossing around."

"You—you girl, are you trying to swat this Old Beggar to death?"

"Even if you want to prove it, give me a heads-up. This old body of mine can't handle your antics." The Beggar Clan Leader looked at Huang Rong gloomily, his eyes full of resentment.

"Uh, haha... Well, I broke through too fast and couldn't Master the power of the Great Grandmaster Late Stage for a moment, so I lost control," Huang Rong looked at the Beggar Clan Leader awkwardly.

"Improved too fast? Listen to that, is that even human speech? How am I, this Old Beggar, supposed to keep living?" the Beggar Clan Leader's mouth twitched as he looked at Huang Rong.

"I'm telling the truth. Yesterday, I was still in the Xiantian Realm Late Stage," Huang Rong looked at the Beggar Clan Leader smugly.

Now, the Beggar Clan Leader finally understood. Huang Rong's strength had indeed improved too quickly, and all of this was because of the man sitting opposite him, Duan Zhengchun, the Reliant King of Dali.

"You kid really are a Prodigy. It's one thing for your own cultivation speed to be fast, but how can the women around you be so fast too?"

"However, such a fast cultivation speed might not necessarily be a good thing. Kid, do you know the consequences of this?" the Beggar Clan Leader looked at Duan Zhengchun with a serious expression.

"Is Seventh Master talking about the issue of the Foundation? In my case, that's not a problem." Duan Zhengchun looked at the Beggar Clan Leader with a smile.

"Since you know, then this Old Beggar won't say anything more."

"Sigh... Truly, why am I a man?" the Beggar Clan Leader sighed and shook his head, looking down to continue eating.

Although the Beggar Clan Leader spoke very softly, everyone present was a Master and could clearly hear his muttering.