Diving rabbits

Chen Nuo had transmigrated to the Primordial World and surprisingly opened a shop right next to Patriarch Bodhi’s Taoist temple.
Unexpectedly, the first visitor wasn’t Patriarch Bodhi, but a monkey, who traded three strands of its fur for a plate of egg-fried rice, then its eyes emitted golden lights!
From then on, there was no more Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong, only the Godly Chef Sun Wukong!
Buddhism was utterly baffled, what was this situation, where was my Journey to the West, where was the grand flourishing of Buddhism?
Haotian was utterly baffled, "Fuck, where is everyone? How come there’s no one in the vast Heavenly Court?"
The immortals: "Who’s still in Heavenly Court now? Of course, we’re all going to eat!"

Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!

"Lady Nuwa?" Chen Nuo waved his hand in front of her eyes, "What's wrong? Did the steam from the tea get to you?"


Lady Nuwa suddenly came back to her senses. She felt a bit embarrassed, but also embarrassed to admit it, so she followed Chen Nuo's lead and continued speaking.


"Oh, should I cool it down for you?" Chen Nuo politely asked.


"No need, no need, tea should be drunk hot," Lady Nuwa quickly took the cup and took a sip.


Mount Fangcun is like spring all year round, always at a comfortable temperature, neither too cool nor too hot—just right.


Except for personal preference for cooler tea, it is always served hot; moreover, when serving tea to guests, it would be disrespectful to serve it cool.


"Are you sure you don't want it?" Chen Nuo asked with concern.


Just now, Lady Nuwa seemed quite startled by that cup of tea—so much so that even Lady Nuwa was caught off guard. How hot had the tea he poured just been?


Chapter 617 The Awkward Atmosphere Appears