Chapter 2720: Actually, it can be discussed

Ye Zhangqing, in order to peacefully bring this about, had indeed put thought into it.

He did not just slap together a few dishes to deceive the old and young of the Iron Peak Tribe.

Of course, from the Elder Clan Chief's perspective, even if Ye Zhangqing casually showed off a couple of tricks to fool those two guys, it would be completely fine.

As for those country bumpkins of theirs, when have they ever eaten such good things? Even a casually cooked bowl of noodles would likely overwhelm them with aroma.

But the more earnest Ye Zhangqing was, the more the Elder Clan Chief couldn't help but crave it; mainly, among these dishes there were even several he had never eaten before.

Looking at the dishes in the pot, with enticing color and aroma already slowly wafting out, the Elder Clan Chief was drooling, unable to hold back his saliva.

So for this meal, no matter what, he wanted to accompany them.

Facing the Elder Clan Chief beside him, drooling, Ye Zhangqing laughed and said.

"Senior, it would be best to let them handle this themselves; if we can avoid using force, that's naturally best. Tonight, I'll trouble you, senior, to keep me company."

He rejected the Elder Clan Chief's suggestion, although Ye Zhangqing did not doubt the Elder Clan Chief's ability.

One could use other means to forcibly compel the Iron Peak Tribe to release the people, but it would likely come to blows, and there's no guarantee nothing unexpected would happen during that.

Now that there is still a possibility of negotiation, Ye Zhangqing naturally leans more toward peaceful talks, after all, he is not some battle maniac.

But despite the rejection, Ye Zhangqing still had the Elder Clan Chief join him at the table for company.

In response, the Elder Clan Chief naturally nodded repeatedly, smiling so wide he could hardly close his mouth; being able to eat this hot meal was wonderful.

He immediately nodded repeatedly and agreed.

However, outside the room, the old man and youth of the Iron Peak Tribe also smelled the aroma wafting from the Fire Room.

The youth wrinkled his nose, took a deep breath, and exclaimed.

"Old man, it smells so good."

"Hmph, unrefined, just a few petty tricks—how can you not resist? You're inexperienced."

Meanwhile, the old man gave an indifferent cold snort, as if this bit of aroma could not possibly affect him.

However, although the old man could initially hold himself back, as the aroma grew richer, even he couldn't help but start swallowing saliva.

Leaving other things aside, this aroma is indeed tempting, making one unable to resist wanting to eat.

Unbeknownst to them, the grandfather and grandson's gazes were both locked firmly on the Fire Room direction.

Staring without blinking, their gaze was as if they were looking at some peerless treasure.

"Old man, this guy seems to have a couple of tricks up his sleeve."

"Don't panic, wait a bit longer before speaking."

Ye Zhangqing's culinary skill seems not ordinary; this aroma is something the grandfather and grandson have never smelled before.

The longer they waited, the more anxious they became, feeling like a cat's claw in their hearts, constantly wanting to see what Ye Zhangqing was doing inside the Fire Room.

But unable to let go of their pride, they could only endure the wait.

Amid the grandfather and grandson's anxious wait, finally, the meal was prepared.

Although there weren't many people, Ye Zhangqing still prepared a full large table.

After the dishes were finally served, looking at the plates before them, full of color, fragrance, and flavor, the old man and youth's eyes went wide.

These dishes are truly heavenly; the old man, who considers himself well-traveled and knowledgeable, stared at the table full of deliciousness and was dumbfounded.

Does this kid have another trick up his sleeve?

As for the youth beside them, his saliva had already flowed like a waterfall, unstoppable.

"Everyone, don't just stand there—hurry up and eat; we'll talk while we eat."

Seeing the grandfather and grandson's appearance, Ye Zhangqing, unfazed, smiled and said a sentence.

And the people at the table had been waiting for exactly those words; they immediately prepared to start eating.

However, since it was their first time, the old man and youth clearly lacked experience, so at first they were a bit formal, their movements somewhat eager but still retaining some decorum.

But beside them, Tianlin, Miao Qianqian, and the Elder Clan Chief were completely different.

"Eating Ye Zhangqing's food, you're still holding back here, putting on airs."

So the three of them ate faster, not waiting for the old man and youth; they picked up their chopsticks, and the first bite was already in their mouths.

Seeing this, the old man and youth were stunned; just a flick and something was gone, almost leaving an afterimage—are your chopstick moves that fast?

Looking on with astonishment at the Elder Clan Chief, Tianlin, and Miao Qianqian.

"Is this even humanly possible speed?"

However, seeing the three completely heedless, heads down, voraciously eating, while the food on the table disappeared quickly, Ye Zhangqing also spoke up to remind them.

"Senior, if you don't eat now, there'll be none left."

"Damn, leave some for me."

Immediately, the old man also gave up on other things, directly joining the ranks of gobbling rice, and the youth likewise refused to be outdone.

Before, they had only smelled it and seen its color; now they finally got to eat this hot morsel, and one bite instantly shocked the old man and youth with its flavor.

It's indescribable—how can there be such deliciousness in this world?

After one bite, the grandfather and grandson also couldn't stop; faced with such deliciousness, who could resist? It's definitely not worth missing.

Several people swept through the meal like a wind sweeping away clouds; at the end, the old man still had an expression of wanting more, and he scolded the Elder Clan Chief.

"Is this how you treat guests? Weren't you supposed to invite us to eat? What are you grabbing for?"

"Old fogey, just be glad you got to eat this bite."

In response, the Elder Clan Chief naturally refused to yield; facing this delicacy, I'm still talking to you about this and that.

However, it cannot be denied that after the meal, the old man was indeed stunned by Ye Zhangqing.

Although they hadn't yet broached the main topic, in the old man's view, the matter was already not impossible to discuss.

So, before Ye Zhangqing could speak, the old man took the initiative to say.

"Kid, wanting me to have the Iron Peak Tribe release the people isn't impossible; this matter can be discussed."

The junior is extremely willing.

It would naturally be best to be able to talk about that; Ye Zhangqing will not refuse, as that was indeed his plan.

Looking at Ye Zhangqing with a smile on his face, not knowing what was happening, the old man only felt that he was much more pleasing to the eye.

Look at this little fellow—sword-browed, starry-eyed, full of righteousness; at a glance he's a dragon among men, such a person is worth befriending.

Having taken a liking to him, the subsequent talk went very smoothly.

Tianlin and Miao Qianqian voluntarily cleared the bowls and chopsticks, and the Elder Clan Chief personally brewed tea.

Several people sat together, sipping tea while discussing how the matter should be resolved.

Actually, just as you said, we Human Race and Barbarian God Tribe don't really have any grudge; your life-and-death fighting in Beyond the Heavens doesn't really concern us Barbarian God Tribe, releasing the people isn't impossible.

After taking a sip of tea, the old man spoke slowly, but Ye Zhangqing hearing it only felt a frown.