Chapter 609

Tichi Senzaemon racked his brain, trying to think of a way to remedy the situation without disturbing Su Han and the others.

"Same old rules!"

Kurosaki Ichigo rested his hands behind his head, glanced at Aizen Sosuke—who was currently staring down Tony with wide eyes—and said, "Aizen, it's your turn!"

"Got it!"

Aizen gave a helpless little smile, immediately summoned Kyoka Suigetsu once more, and activated his Complete Hypnosis.

Only then did the entire venue finally fall silent.

"... How terrifying! This is—why does this genjutsu from Naruto feel a bit different from the intel I have in my hands?"

Zhao Ling'er muttered to herself, her expression tinged with gravity and wariness.

Especially when she saw her teammates had also calmed down, she felt her scalp go numb as she continued cooking.

Clearly, her own teammates had also been ensnared by the illusion.

Wait... why was she so uneasy in Zhao Linger's heart, even having prepared for the worst—that she might end up fighting these guests.

She noticed Su Han helplessly patted her on the shoulder.

Zhao Linger turned her head, then suddenly realized that Su Han was not under the spell either.

Before she could ask, Su Han let out a long sigh, "So how many times have I said it? Just listen to my explanation properly."

Su Han pulled Zhao Ling'er along, returned to where Song Xueming and Xu Yan were, casually picked a table to sit down, and finally asked them to bring out the food.

Although Song Xueming and the others were slightly displeased, they said nothing, out of respect for Zhao Linger as team leader.

The two adorable Regressor girls' displeasure lasted until Whitebeard, Aizen, Marquis Vauban, Yoru Go, Sect Leader Luo Hao, Tony, and Namikaze Minato all crowded around.

They also crowded over together.

Until she finished communicating with Su Han.....

"...... Fuck!"

Xu Yan stared at the scene in utter bewilderment, but once she caught on, she was overjoyed.

She no longer cared about Su Han, acting as though she had some kind of connection with these people.

This punitive mission was meant to satisfy this batch of guests in the first place—now that the guests had come over, wouldn't completing the task be far easier? Immediately, she threw herself into cooking with renewed vigor.

As for Zhao Linger, sitting beside Su Han at the dining table, she swallowed hard as she stared at the group before her.

At this moment, she felt a bit uneasy and restless.

Although her strength was restricted because this was a punitive mission.

She even spent a large amount of mission points to exchange for a temporary version of the culinary arts from the Food Battle Spirit world, just to complete the mission.

But her discerning eye was still intact.

She instantly recognized that the people before her were top-tier experts.

Far surpassing her own.

More importantly, she suddenly realized that figures like the Bofengshui Sect or Bai Hu Zi seemed vaguely familiar...