Was this really the chief's favorite soup?

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Jiang Ning didn't say anything. Instead, he left the kitchen, grabbed a broom by the door and started sweeping. He watched as a few men carried dishes out of the kitchen and delivered them to Luo Qi.

"Hurry up! Don't spill the soup! Don't you have eyes? Watch out! Hurry, the chief wants his meal now!" Curses sounded in the air. The chef had quite a temper and began shouting when he realized how few men he had in the kitchen. "Everyone's out delivering meals to those prisoners. I don't have anyone left to help me out!"

He turned, caught Jiang Ning sweeping by the door and beckoned him over with great annoyance. "Why are you still sweeping the floors? Hurry up and help get these dishes delivered!"

Jiang Ning smiled. "But I'm not done with the floor yet." "Don't bother with that. Deliver these dishes. We're running late!" yelled the chef.

Jiang Ning placed the broom down hastily and hurried into the kitchen. He lifted one of the plates and walked out carefully. The chef was pleased by his caution.

"Keep your hands steady, you hear me?"

Jiang Ning followed the men ahead of him and carried the dish towards where Luo Qi was going to have his meal.

Tianlian Sect was a grand place. Luo Qi was someone who clearly knew how to enjoy the material luxuries that life had to offer. His residence resembled the royal palace.

His dining quarters spanned a hundred feet and was decorated with elegant, antique furnishings.

His round table was carved from solid wood and could seat twenty people. But Luo Qi was the only one who dined at the table. Nevertheless, every meal had the table filled with a few dozen dishes. What an extravagance.

"Place them carefully." The man who stood next to the table instructed the disciples on where to place the dishes. Each dish was placed according to Luo Qi's dietary preferences.

Dishes that he enjoyed were placed nearer his seat so that he could see them. Those that he did not enjoy were placed further because he wouldn't touch them anyway. "Is that soup? Place it in the middle."

Jiang Ning looked up and saw the poisoned soup sitting in the center of the table. It was right in front of Luo Qi's seat. He would see it as soon as he looked at the dishes on the table. Luo Qi must really love the soup.

Jiang Ning sat the dish he was holding on the table, walked away and stood at one side with the others. He didn't stray too far from the table though.

Luo Qi arrived within moments.

Dressed in finery, he exuded an air of authority and power. He looked good. It was clear that things were going his way.

"Chief, your meal has been served," said the man standing next to the table in a deferential tone.

Luo Qi didn't say a word as he sat down and leaned back. He didn't lift his finger at all. With a single glance, he told the man what he wanted to eat. The man would pick up his chopsticks and placed food on Luo Qi's plate, then send said food right to his mouth.

Luo Qi took one bite and spat the food out. A terrible look darkened his face. "Make sure this dish never appears on the table again."

"Yes, sir." The man appeared fearful as he nodded profusely. He threw a glance at one of the men standing along the side of the room who then took the dish away immediately and removed it from Luo Qi's sight.

"This one."

Luo Qi pointed at another dish. The man standing next to him served him immediately.

Luo Qi chewed slowly, then nodded in approval. His eyes landed on the soup. The man immediately knew what Luo Qi wanted. He filled a bowl with soup and placed it before Luo Qi. Luo Qi raised his hands this time, lifting the spoon and taking a sip. He smacked his lips, hummed in approval, then emptied the bowl.

Out of the many dishes on the table, the soup was his favorite.

Jiang Ning watched from afar as Luo Qi drank the soup, then waited patiently for the poison to take effect.

Luo Qi took his time, as if he were genuinely relishing the meal. He took a few bites from each dish and only tried seven or eight dishes out of the dozen before he was done.

"Take them away," said the man in charge when he said Luo Qi nod.

Jiang Ning and the other men

rushed to the table and began to clear the table. Some of the dishes were completely untouched, to the delight of those men. What luck! Those dishes were going to end up in their stomachs.

"Hm?" Something flickered in Luo Qi's eyes then.