Five hundred years ago, he had spent a lot of time enjoying himself. Eating peanuts and chicken, and drinking bottles of wine, was part of his everyday life.

However, five hundred years had passed since then. Now, he gets excited everytime he sees these food items.

Seeing Tianpi eating his chicken like a starving man, Hua Qiyue sat on the side and plucked the flower of a ethereal herb to consume. “You seem like someone who hasn’t had food for a thousand years! ...