"That's not necessarily true. Eating is just enjoyment. All of their cultivation levels are too high to be considered deep. Naturally, they don't have to worry about food." Hong Jun understood after listening to Xing Lang's words. The twelve families were somewhat similar to humans. It would be too strange for someone with such a high cultivation to survive by eating.
Just as Hong Jun and Jing Lang were still eating, they saw a woman coming to make food. Hong Jun didn't know her at first glance, but when he looked at her carefully, he was shocked. Who was she? Long Yingying's servant girl. The last time he saw her, she was just a thirteen-year-old little girl, and the next time he saw her, she was a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl. She was beautiful, but Hong Jun didn't dare to look
