The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 1525 You’ve really broken my heart!

Almost crippled a True Immortal just to eat breakfast?

Isn’t that too exaggerated?

Wouldn’t the crippled True Immortal feel really frustrated knowing this?

Am I not worth even a breakfast?

Carson Flores had all the tableware, and quite a few ingredients too, and immediately took out the cooking utensils on the mountain top, beginning to prepare breakfast.

Carson Flores took out a pot, added Spiritual Spring Water, and with a flick of a spell, a flame burst forth, joyfully licking the pot’s bottom.

While the water boiled, Carson Flores took out a piece of wrapped black horn beef, swiftly waved his hand, and four thick pieces of beef fell into the dish; Carson Flores gently pressed each piece with a single hand, breaking the fine tendons inside.

Carson Flores then took out a frying pan, lit it, and when the pan was hot, poured oil into it, and with another flick of his hand, the four pieces of beef lightly flew up and landed on the pan, sizzling instantly.

Carson Flores lightly sprinkled salt and pepper powder on the beef, gently touching the beef, the aroma quickly spread, mouth-watering, involuntarily swallowing.

The Spiritual Spring Water boiled quickly, and Carson Flores took out handmade noodles made from Spirit Wheat Flour and dropped them into the pot, then pulled out wild vegetables he had picked.

The Immortal Spirit Qi in the Immortal Realm was abundant, and even ordinary wild vegetables had very high quality, especially in places where people were scarce, the Immortal Spirit Qi was even richer, and the quality of the wild vegetables was further elevated.

Carson Flores was long accustomed to lighting fires outdoors, so whether it was meat or vegetables, he was well-prepared, and anyway, in the Space Ring, the food wouldn’t spoil, even better than a fridge.

The masked woman stood beside him, curiously watching, her gaze wandering between the pot and Carson Flores, her expression slightly surprised.

Carson Flores didn’t know the background of these three, but he wasn’t anxious to start a conversation, focusing entirely on cooking.

Carson Flores took out four large bowls, put in his brewed grease, and added simple seasonings, then he scooped up the noodles.

The fried beef floated up, and with a casual wave, Carson Flores sliced the beef into evenly thick thin slices, which fell onto the noodles.

Carson Flores raised his head, smiling: "Didn’t prepare much, just a bowl of clear broth beef noodles, you three make do..."

Cecilia Browning and Vance Holt glanced at each other, showing mutual amusement. freēwēbnovel.com

This lad is quite sensible.

Although the young lady asked him to make one serving for her, Carson Flores went ahead and made four servings, including himself, avoiding some awkwardness.

It’s awkward to watch others eat noodles while he himself is staring, isn’t it?

Everyone eating together, isn’t it much more natural?

The masked woman was Alfred Weaver, who cheerfully reached for the noodle bowl, and with a gesture, the chopsticks Carson Flores had taken out flew over.

Alfred Weaver first took a sip of the noodle soup, then picked up some noodles, tasting them, her eyes slightly squinting, filled with the pleasure of enjoying the food, and picked up a slice of beef, biting into it, gently melting in the mouth, fragrant to be speechless, only wanting another bite.

"Delicious! Pill King Lin, I didn’t expect that besides being good at alchemy, you’re also such a great cook..."

Carson Flores held the bowl and made a gesture of invitation to Vance Holt and Cecilia Browning before smiling and replying: "In Immortal Cultivation, the least lacking is time, and since that’s the case, why not treat yourself a bit better? As the ancients said, only fine food cannot be let down, seems to make some sense."

Vance Holt and Cecilia Browning weren’t shy either, gobbling up the noodles.

This beef clear broth noodles with Mortal Realm characteristics brought a special flavor when tasted.

Carson Flores was busy leaving the city early, haven’t had breakfast, he too embraced a bowl of noodles and ate heartily.

Alfred Weaver finished the noodles, quite satisfied, putting down the bowl: "This bowl of noodles was worth it, Pill King Lin, where are you planning to go?"

Carson Flores candidly answered: "Back to the White Crane Immortal Sect."

Alfred Weaver asked: "I heard you joined the White Crane Immortal Sect because you received the inheritance from Heavenly Sword Bank Austin, have you comprehended the Heavenly Sword now?"

Were they targeting the Heavenly Sword Inheritance?

Carson Flores pondered, and replied: "Roughly comprehended, but not quite at the essence."

Alfred Weaver continued to inquire: "Pill King Lin, you’ve only been in the Immortal Realm a few years, your alchemy skills were quite average before, whom did you learn your alchemy from?"

Carson Flores was startled, this woman knew him well?

She knew he came from the Barbaric Wilderness Realm, knew that his former alchemy was not impressive?

How did she know?

Carson Flores raised his head and looked at Alfred Weaver, although he couldn’t see clearly, the sense of familiarity lingered.

Familiar?

A cultivator he knew?

Someone who knew his past?

With guards at least Golden Immortal level?

The sense of familiarity abruptly intensified, a graceful figure emerged in his mind, Carson Flores’ eyes suddenly widened, staring straight at Alfred Weaver, with unexpected delight on his face.

"Cristopher Hopkins Immortal?"

Alfred Weaver burst into laughter, waved away the spell on her face, and took off the black veil, revealing that beautiful and familiar pretty face.

"Carson Flores, you’re really something! I initially thought that even with my veil and spell on my face, you should still recognize me, but it turns out I had to remind you, you’ve hurt my feelings..."