Hearing this, Xia Yu furrowed his brows instead.
A dish? Even a clever housewife can't cook without rice. The lack of ingredients was already troubling enough.
"Cookware!"
Xia Yu had a sudden thought, wanting to take the blue replica version of the [Greedy Wolf Knife] out of his inventory and offer it up. Ever since he got the true purple version of the [Greedy Wolf Knife], this blue cookware had been gathering dust.
But considering it was inappropriate to be so blatant in front of the man, he glanced over, only to see the man leave the main hall with a hearty laugh.
Without further hesitation, the heavy cookware was placed on the altar. As soon as Xia Yu let go, wham.
A blinding flash of light, and when Xia Yu opened his eyes again, the knife was gone!
"Uh?" He was slightly dumbfounded.
A reaction?
At this moment, Xia Yu raised an eyebrow, vaguely sensing an intention coming to him, a yearning that meant—
I want more!
"Damn it!"
Was he dealing with a gluttonous deity?
