Chapter 2737: Two seniors came to see me—do they have business?

Seeing Ye Zhangqing, before they could speak, this kid actually took the initiative to invite them to eat together.

This kid doesn't play by the rules.

Seeing Ye Zhangqing with a gentle smile, the two elders, including the Iron Peak Tribe member, were stunned—you can't see any problem here.

These two old guys are clearly here to deal with you, yet you're inviting them to eat?

That tribe member kept giving Ye Zhangqing looks in secret, reminding him that those two old guys have a problem.

Yet Ye Zhangqing acted as if he hadn't noticed, his smile undiminished as he looked at the two elders.

The two elders, being stared at, grew somewhat unsure, and one of them instinctively spoke.

"What are you saying, kid?"

"I'm saying, if you seniors don't mind, let's have a simple meal together and we can talk while we eat."

It's settled—this kid's missing a screw; we came to target you, yet you're inviting us to eat?

Could it be that these acquired beings are even deficient in their spiritual intellect?

The three people in the courtyard fell silent, completely thrown off by Ye Zhangqing's move—what kind of thing is this?

In the end, they didn't even know how they ended up sitting at the table.

A large table, with Ye Zhangqing, Tianlin, Miao Qianqian, the Iron Peak Tribe member, and the two elders.

Such a strange lineup, yet they actually ended up sitting at the same table.

Before them lay a table full of delicious dishes, the aroma still tempting, but the atmosphere was extremely strange.

No one could describe what feeling it was, but anyway it just felt off.

On the contrary, Ye Zhangqing acted like nothing was wrong, smiling and urging everyone to start eating.

"Everyone, hurry up and eat—don't just stand there, try my cooking."

"This………………"

The atmosphere was heavy, yet the aroma was indeed fragrant; the first to give in were the tribe member, Tianlin, and Miao Qianqian.

The three unconsciously picked up their chopsticks and began eating, though their speed was noticeably slower than usual.

Only the two elders remained sitting there, motionless, their heads buzzing.

Seeing this, Ye Zhangqing smiled and looked at the two.

"Seniors, what's wrong—does the food not suit your taste?"

"Huh???"

"Is this even about the food?" The two were blunt, not knowing how to answer.

Finally, under Ye Zhangqing's enthusiastic invitation, the two picked up their chopsticks and took a tentative bite.

Yet that tiny bite directly opened a door to a new world for the two.

They had already smelled the fragrance earlier, but with things on their mind, they hadn't thought about it.

What time is it now, and they're still eating?

But now, once they actually took a bite, the deliciousness exploded in their mouths, instantly arousing their appetite.

After that, only the sounds of hearty eating remained.

The two elders ate the fastest, seemingly forgetting why they'd come, their vision filled only with the table full of delicious dishes.

Their swallowing speed was something even Tianlin and Miao Qianqian couldn't match.

"Holy shit, that's fast."

A full plate of vegetables—Tianlin felt it was gone in the blink of an eye.

It all went into the two elders' stomachs; the plate was empty, not even a scrap left.

Just now you looked like you didn't want to eat, had no appetite—are you two old fakers pretending? That's called no appetite?

Seeing the two elders eat faster and faster, Tianlin and the others also let loose, because if they didn't hurry, there'd be nothing left for them.

The meal was quickly finished in silence, with no one speaking at the table.

First, the atmosphere was weird; second, there was simply no time.

With the time spent talking, they could have taken a few more bites—who would bother with that?

After the table's dishes were swept clean by the few, the two elders' faces were strange, they remained silent, and they'd lost the aura they had when they first entered.

At that moment, Ye Zhangqing also spoke up in a timely manner.

"Seniors, you came to see me—do you have business?"

"This…………………"

"I, old man………………"

Such a simple question, yet at this moment the two actually fell silent.

Do they have business? Of course they do—if not, why would they come here? But now this meal has given the two a feast.

With such delicious food, the two have never eaten anything like it.

Compared to that, the cooking skill of the old Iron Blade Tribe member is just… what is this? Are you making pig slop?

I originally thought the old Iron Blade Tribe member's cooking was really good—at least among the Barbarian God Tribe it was famous, with hardly anyone comparable.

But this person fears comparison; once Ye Zhangqing showed his skill, the old Iron Blade Tribe member's cooking paled in comparison.

This gap is plainly visible to the naked eye.

For a moment, the two elders fell silent, exchanging a glance; though they didn't speak, they seemed to understand each other.

Immediately, under Ye Zhangqing's gaze, one of the elders, enduring his flushed old face, spoke up.

"You… you kid, your cooking is not bad; I heard you were unconscious, so we two came specially to check on you—after all, you're now a guest of our Iron Peak Tribe."

"Right, right—are you okay physically?"

"Huh???"

As soon as the two spoke, the Iron Peak Tribe member at the same table stared with wide eyes, his gaze full of a look as if he had seen a ghost.

What are you saying? Did my ears go wrong? You weren't saying that before, were you?

I've heard all about the matters among your elders; you're just putting on an act for me.

Wasn't it said we were going to kill these Human Race cultivators? How did it suddenly become a special visit to see them?

And you're worried about Ye Zhangqing's health? Are you sure you didn't come to take his head?

Such a sudden change has left this Iron Peak Tribe member at a loss; could it be that he hasn't fully understood the situation?

No, that's not right; you weren't saying that before.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhangqing naturally understood, but he didn't take it seriously; instead, he smiled and expressed thanks.

"Thank you for your concern, senior; I'm fine. The other day I paid a visit to the Clan Chief, who kindly gave me some immortal brew; I drank too much and ended up passed out."

"As long as you're okay, as long as you're okay."

Hearing that, the two elders also gave an embarrassed nod and a smile, though the smile was somewhat unnatural, obviously forced.

But halfway through the smile, one of them seemed to suddenly notice something, raised his head, looked at Ye Zhangqing, his eyes full of a strange look.

"What did you just say? You passed out from drinking too much?"

"Yes."

"Was that liquor given to you by the Clan Chief?"

Feeling conflicted, this damn thing isn't about offending the Clan Chief and being punished; it's just because I drank too much, got drunk, and that's why I'm unconscious.

Damn, what they thought before was completely wrong from the root; the Clan Chief doesn't dislike this kid—he actually likes him.