Mu Lin 'er sat in the main seat while Yan Lan placed the bowls and chopsticks. Bessimo used the silver needles in his arms to test the poison.
"How interesting." Mu Lin 'er looked at the dishes on the table and smiled gently.
However, Bessimo and Yan Lan thought that their master was overjoyed to see the dishes made from flowers. Who asked the food on the table to be made from flower petals?
Even the soup had a few emerald green petals floating on it.
"I don't think we said we wanted a VIP room just now." Bessimo realized something was wrong.
"I saw the words' VIP Room 'at the door." Yan Lan, who was sitting next to Mu Lin' er, said. She had placed the bowls and chopsticks on the table.
Yan Lan just felt that the words were very suitable for her master, Mu Lin 'er, so she did not ask anything.
"This was all arranged in advance." Mu Lin 'er looked at the table. Except for the lack of rice, the dishes looked delicious.
— — Cui Liu, prepare three bowls of noodles.
Mu Lin 'er said to Cui Liu, who was cooking in the space.
— — Yes, Miss. Cui Liu immediately put down the kitchen knife in her hand, picked up a wooden basin, and went to make noodles for the three people outside.
"Make one for me." Mo Hun floated behind Cui Liu, scaring her so much that she almost dropped the basin in her hand.
"Yes, Lord." Cui Liu hurriedly turned around and saw that it was Lord Mo Hun. She hurriedly bowed.
With a flash of light, Mo Hun disappeared in front of Cui Liu and appeared in front of Mu Lin 'er, Bessimo, and Yan Lan.
"Why did you come out?" Mu Lin 'er looked at Mo Hun who suddenly appeared and sat next to her elegantly.
She was a little surprised. Recently, his soul had stabilized and his body was no longer so transparent that it could be passed through, but it still felt somewhat illusory.
"Come out to eat." When he retracted the spiritual energy in the space, he saw that Mu Lin 'er had already arrived at the Spirit City. He happened to hear what she said to Cui Liu, who was cooking, and remembered that he had not eaten with this girl for a long time, so he came out in a flash.
He did nothing just to sit with this girl and eat a meal.
Yan Lan and Bessimo, of course, did not ask why Lord Mo Hun came out. Usually, the two hardly saw him cultivating.
"Oh right, this is for you." After Mo Hun finished eating, he threw a box to Mu Lin 'er and disappeared into the space.
The three of them widened their eyes. They really came out for a meal!
He opened the jade box and saw a piece of black iron inside.
"Hiss!" Yan Lan and Bessimo gasped when they saw what was inside the box.
"Millennium Darksteel." Mu Lin 'er put the iron in the palm of her hand. It was neither too big nor too small, like a brick, but it was uneven.
"It's still Fire Iron." Yan Lan stared at the iron, her eyes sparkling. This was a material used to refine Spirit Artifacts. Of course, if they could find a piece of extremely cold Millennium Cold Iron and find a top-grade Artificer, it was possible to refine a Divine Artifact.
"Yan Lan, keep it with you."
"Wait, Master, I have a piece that's the same as this one, but it's extremely cold." Bessimo was shocked when he saw the Darksteel.
Mu Lin 'er and Yan Lan looked at Bessimo in surprise. No way, did this kid have such talent?
However, Mu Lin 'er was only surprised for a moment before she figured it out. After all, Bessimo was the future supreme ruler of the City of Elves, so it was not surprising that he had some treasures. She just did not expect that he would have it for so long without anyone taking it away.
However, Bessimo's next words made Mu Lin 'er feel that she had thought too much.
"Master, I put it in the secret base that my father built for me." The base was a gift from his father, the former Elf King Benar. It was also his favorite place to stay.
At night, the three of them entered the space together. There was no movement outside the house. It was a peaceful night.
The next day, the three of them got up early. When they opened the door, they saw that the restaurant was full of diners.
"Good morning, everyone." The waiter hurried to greet Mu Lin 'er when he saw her coming downstairs calmly.
Mu Lin 'er nodded. The two people behind her were expressionless.
The waiter enthusiastically led the three of them to a quiet place downstairs by the window.
After sitting down, he looked at the seats around him. They were all crowded together. But why was no one approaching the empty seats here?
— — I didn't notice anything wrong last night.
— — Master, why don't we leave first? Bessimo answered worriedly.
— — Yes, Master, it's better to be careful. After all, I heard that the enemy is very powerful.
"Waiter, serve …" Mu Lin 'er was about to order as if nothing had happened. Unexpectedly, she saw the waiter coming up with two manservants with pastries.
The three of them hadn't ordered anything yet. Why did the waiter bring the pastries here? And why were the people around them looking at them so strangely?
"Please enjoy your meal." The waiter politely retreated without a trace.
The three of them and the people around them were stunned by the words "please enjoy your meal." The three of them were stunned because the words "please enjoy your meal" were directed at Mu Lin 'er. The people around them were stunned because of the seats and the waiter's attitude.
The three of them were at the main seats in the restaurant. The waiter's attitude made everyone wonder who these three strangers were.
"Waiter, wait." Yan Lan stopped the waiter who was about to leave at Mu Lin 'er's signal.
"What can I do for you, sir?" The waiter smiled respectfully.
"We haven't ordered anything yet. What's the meaning of this?" They didn't stand up and just stared at the waiter sharply.
"This is our restaurant's hospitality for our distinguished guests. I'm just following orders." The waiter thought that the three of them didn't like the breakfast he served, so he was a little worried.
"Forget it. You can leave," Mu Lin 'er said.
Hearing this, the waiter bowed and left as if he had been pardoned.
Looking at the breakfast on the table that everyone else was envious of, Mu Lin 'er sneered. The petal pastries were beautiful and appetizing. However, beautiful things often cause people to lose their lives silently.
— — Let's go back upstairs. Mu Lin 'er had lost her appetite. She didn't want to be a gorilla for everyone to see.
Along the way, the three of them had very cold expressions. The timid onlookers all lowered their heads and ate their own food.
The waiter returned to the kitchen and said to a man in black, "Master, last night's food is finished, but now …" He looked through the gap and saw that the food hadn't moved at all.
"Not bad. If they have any other needs, try to satisfy them and give them the best. Hehe, let's see if they are lucky enough to enjoy it." Then, he turned into a black light and disappeared in front of the waiter.
He lifted the curtain of the kitchen and saw the waiter was still smiling as he walked through the lobby.
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