It seems that he has formed a bond with Liangzi of the Jade Saint Hall, but Ling Shaotian didn't think much about it. At most, soldiers will come to block the enemy and water will cover the enemy.

As soon as he returned to Wanjun Tower, Ling Shaotian smiled and said, "To celebrate your brave victory in the selection of Wanyan Sect disciples, I will give you a try on the cooking skills of being a teacher."

"Master, you still have this skill?" After what happened just now, he didn't expect that his master was so elegant. It seemed that he underestimated his master's ambition and immediately catered to Taoism.

"You have some rest first and wait for food!" Ling Shaotian said.

Half an hour later, Ling Shaotian came in with a dish that could still be seen as the outline of the chicken wings.

This is a "masterpiece" that he has worked hard to complete.

Obviously, he also tried his best to please this son.

"What is this?" Ling Feiran looked at the chicken wings that looked like black charcoal and said.

"Cumann-wind-patterned chicken wings! I tried it, but I didn't have stomachache." Ling Shaotian said.

"Okay!" Ling Feiran saw that this was his master's wish, so he could only bite the bullet and taste a piece.

To be honest, he felt like vomiting in the first bite, but when he saw Ling Shaotian's hot eyes, Ling Feiran could only eat it at the risk of stomachache. After chewing it carefully, he actually tasted some familiar techniques and flavors from it.

It is precisely because of her mother's unique craft - cumin-style chicken legs!

How could Master have this skill? Ling Feiran thought about it and unknowingly ate a few more bites.

Seeing his masterpiece appreciated by his son, Ling Shaotian showed a fatherly smile, and there was a thought in his heart.

"Feiran, I want to confess something to you!"

"I probably guessed what Master, what you want to say!" Ling Feiran put down his chopsticks and said.

"Oh!" Ling Shaotian said curiously.

"You should be my biological father!"

Is my son's thinking so clear? It's very different from the recognition I imagined, Ling Shaotian said in his heart.

"Well, you can talk nonsense, but my father cannot admit it nonsense." Ling Shaotian broke the embarrassment and said.

"I have two evidences in my hand that can prove that you are my father. One is the Lingxiao Divine Palm of Ling family's unique skills! The other is the cumin wind pattern chicken wings!" Ling Feiran said.

I actually shot myself in the foot with a stone, Ling Shaotian said in his heart.

"Is this dish special?" Ling Shaotian said, he had no way to refute the first point, so he could only start from the second point and disintegrate his evidence.

"It's not special, but looking at the entire Dongzhou, only my mother can make this taste, and she once said that this is my father's favorite dish." Ling Feiran said.

"Uh!" Ling Shaotian was a little speechless.

"Okay, I am your father, Ling Shaotian!"

"Have you finally admitted it?" Ling Feiran said, but the hatred in his tone was not as strong as before.

"Huh! It seems that the good feelings I had made before have worked." Ling Shaotian said in his heart.

boom!

At the recruitment site, Ling Feiran burst out a domineering punch without saying a word.

What's the situation! Then he crossed his hands and resisted. Under the impact of the fist force, strong men like Ling Shaotian took several steps back.

Could it be that he treats me

The hatred is so deep? Ling Shaotian said in his heart.

Then Ling Feiran said something to let Ling Shaotian put down his heart, "We are equal."

"You can eat one too." After that, Ling Feiran put a chicken wing into Ling Shaotian's bowl.

"Well, you can eat too!" Ling Shaotian said with a smile.

"By the way, father, what is your current realm!"

"Mid-stage semi-saint!"

Ling Feiran said nothing!

"Do you think your father is weak?"

"No, on the contrary, I think my father should have some trump cards that can kill the late-stage half-saint strongman." Ling Feiran saw through.

"This son is so smart that it's not easy to fool him in the future." Ling Shaotian said in his heart.

"Feiran, before you recognize your mother, you still call me Master outside." Ling Shaotiandao.

"Father, have you never accepted a disciple yet? Otherwise, why are you so concerned about the title of Master?" Ling Feiran said unscrupulously.

"I'm enough with an excellent son like you."

"Father, do you think I should be the teacher of Elder Yu?" Ling Feiran continued the questions left over from the previous chapter and said.

"This Jade Saint Hall is not upright in its mind. If you worship him as your teacher, it is a waste of time." Ling Shaotiandao.

"oh!"

"You might as well prepare for the gathering tomorrow."
Chapter completed!