Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 391 Bet
Besides cultivating, Dai Chengfeng came today to tell Liu Erlong about Yu Xiaogang's whereabouts in Wuhun City.

He was instructed to deliver the Soul-Shaping Pill to Yu Xiaogang as soon as possible, so as not to waste his hard work.

Previously, because Liu Erlong was not present, only Yu Tianheng was there, and Dai Chengfeng did not mention it.

After Liu Erlong returned, she immediately began cultivating, which meant that Dai Chengfeng had no time or opportunity to reveal this news.

Isn't now the perfect time?

After all, when you cook together, you're bound to chat, right?
Then, he could casually inform Liu Erlong of Yu Xiaogang's whereabouts in Wuhun City, without it seeming abrupt at all.

Then, what happened next...

Liu Erlong, being so love-struck, will inevitably go looking for Yu Xiaogang, and she will no longer have to worry about the Soul-Shaping Pill being wasted.

"The plan worked."

Dai Chengfeng was very satisfied with the plan.

Liu Erlong looked at Dai Chengfeng with a slightly surprised and wide-eyed expression, scrutinizing him carefully from head to toe with suspicion in her eyes.

"you help me?"

“Yes, I’ll help you.” Dai Chengfeng nodded. “After all, Liu Erlong, you’ve helped me so much, so it’s only right that I help you out. Besides, I’m an elder of Tianheng, and he brought his friends here, so it’s only right that I help him out.”

elder?

Liu Erlong subconsciously recalled that Yu Tianheng called Dai Chengfeng "uncle," and it seemed that Dai Chengfeng's statement was indeed correct.

However, she still had some concerns.

After all, what was Dai Chengfeng's status in Liu Erlong's heart?
The fourth prince of the Star Luo Empire, with such a prominent status, would definitely be accompanied by someone even when hunting for spirit rings...

How could he possibly cook?
In that case, I'm afraid it will only make things worse.

Therefore, Liu Erlong remained silent, her eyes still filled with suspicion as she looked Dai Chengfeng up and down, as if to say: You, a pampered fourth prince of the Star Luo Empire, can cook?

Are you here to cause me trouble?
Do you know what onions and garlic look like?
Liu Erlong was prepared to refuse.

After all, it was already noon, and there wasn't much time left before Yu Tianheng and his men arrived. If all the vegetables were ruined, buying more would take up a lot of time.

She didn't want her carefully prepared hospitality to be ruined by this Mr. Dai Chengfeng.

Dai Chengfeng seemed oblivious to the disdain in Liu Erlong's eyes, his smile unchanged: "Liu Erlong, what kind of look is that? Are you underestimating me?"

"No, no..."

Liu Erlong quickly waved his hand, "How could I dare to underestimate you? But... I really don't need your help."

"I'm enough on my own."

Although Liu Erlong said this, her eyes still showed that she didn't believe Dai Chengfeng could cook at all, and she directly rejected his kindness.

Dai Chengfeng looked at Liu Erlong, who completely disbelieved that he could cook, but he wasn't annoyed. After all, based on his experience in this life, he could indeed be said to have never lifted a finger to cook.

But he is a time traveler. In his previous life, he was not a rich young master and had to be completely self-sufficient.

"How about this……"

Dai Chengfeng looked at Liu Erlong and raised an eyebrow. "How about... we make a bet?"

"If I can really cook and be of help without causing trouble, you'll grant me one small request, okay?"

"bet?"

Liu Erlong frowned slightly, looking at Dai Chengfeng's confident appearance, and couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Could he really do that?
But the environment in which Prince Xingluo grew up... made it hard for her to believe.

and.

What does "minor conditions" mean?
"That little rascal has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Who knows what kind of embarrassing condition his 'little condition' might be?"

Liu Erlong thought to himself, instinctively feeling a bit resistant.

Dai Chengfeng seemed to see through her concerns and immediately added, "Don't worry, it's very minor!" "If you feel it's inappropriate, you have the right to refuse! How about it?"

This sounds...acceptable?
Liu Erlong hesitated.

More importantly, this suggestion sparked her interest!
"A bet to extract information?"

A thought quietly surfaced in her mind: "If Dai Chengfeng loses... then can I take the opportunity to ask about the source of that mysterious power?"

"A perfectly fair and square opportunity! It's a godsend!"

"Even if Dai Chengfeng really can cook, I can at most agree to one 'small condition' and still have the right to veto it, so the risk is controllable."

Thinking of this, the scales in Liu Erlong's heart tipped rapidly.

She was 99% certain that Dai Chengfeng was bragging and thought he could cook just by washing vegetables! Her chances of winning were huge!
"Okay! Just bet!"

Liu Erlong readily agreed, her eyes gleaming with a competitive spirit, and a deeply hidden desire for victory:
"But! Dai Chengfeng, if you lose, don't do a good job, or even make things worse, then you have to agree to one condition! Is that fair?"

As Dai Chengfeng looked into Liu Erlong's calculating and confident eyes, the corners of his mouth curved slightly deeper.

Everything is under control!

"A word is settled!"

He stretched out his palm and held it in mid-air.

Liu Erlong stared at his palm, then extended her hand as well, and with a crisp "slap," she gave Dai Chengfeng a high five as a pledge!

The bet is now in effect.

Now that the bet had taken effect, Liu Erlong didn't hesitate any longer.

She bowed slightly, gestured towards the kitchen, and said with a look of anticipation, "Please, Chef Dai."

“I’d like to see what ‘real skills’ you, Prince Xingluo, can come up with to help.”

Dai Chengfeng nodded and walked towards the kitchen with a smile.

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Inside the kitchen of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family's stronghold.

"Here are the ingredients. Feel free to use them as you like."

Liu Erlong crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, a playful smile curving his lips, his eyes filled with an undisguised "you've already lost" attitude.

Dai Chengfeng's smile remained unchanged, as if he hadn't noticed Liu Erlong's teasing, and he calmly walked into the kitchen filled with the smell of cooking.

His gaze swept over the dazzling array of ingredients on the cutting board: fresh seasonal vegetables, prepared poultry, and lively seafood...

Finally, his gaze settled on a piece of soul beast rib with fine texture, deep red color, and faint soul power fluctuations—a piece of high-quality "hind leg meat" taken from a certain agile soul beast.

"That's it."

Dai Chengfeng spoke casually, picking up the piece of soul beast meat and weighing it in his hand: "It's a good ingredient for making barbecue."

"Chi~"

Liu Erlong chuckled instantly, and the last bit of worry in his heart completely vanished.

She looked at the few spice jars scattered around the cutting board. "Don't even mention I didn't prepare a barbecue grill here, even if I did..."

"But these are all the most basic seasonings, no spices! What is he going to use to grill the meat? To roast it until it's dry and chewy?"

At this moment, Liu Erlong felt that he had the victory in his grasp.

"Dai Chengfeng is indeed just a prince who only knows how to cultivate. He actually wants to roast soul beast meat without even any seasoning?"

She could almost see Dai Chengfeng clumsy, helpless, and finally forced to admit defeat.

(End of this chapter)