The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader

Chapter 21

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Ji Han points at the pan stiffly, says, "What is this?"

Zhao Jiangui says, "Fried eggs."

Ji Han, "..."

Zhao Jiangui still continues to speak downward, "I heard Xiao Lin say you really like to eat egg noodles, so I just added to it."

Ji Han, "..."

Zhao Jiangui, "Wait, they'll be done in a moment."

Ji Han says, "You know to fry eggs you remove the shell first?"

Zhao Jiangui, "...Ah?"

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Ji Han takes up chopsticks from the side, pokes the eggs in the pan, Zhao Jiangui still added in threads of ginger and bits of garlic surprisingly, two rounded eggs are mixed up in the middle of the crooked seasonings, looking unspeakably...frightening.

Who taught him to fry this way?!

Ji Han asks, "Have you never eaten fried eggs before?"

Zhao Jiangui says, "Naturally I have."

Ji Han, "Fried eggs with shells."

"Not with." Zhao Jiangui says, "Don't worry, I'll peel off the shells in just a moment."

Ji Han, "..."

...

Ji Han thinks Jianghu's number one swordsman really is sick.

He originally wanted to say another sentence, but he didn't expect the eggs in the pan to make a bursting sound.

He lowers his head to look at the two rounded eggs.

Zhao Jiangui also can't help but lower his head curiously to look, even picking up the pair of chopsticks, lightly poking.

"Should be cooked soon."

Zhao Daxia speaks with reservation.

Ji Han, "You really are si..."

He hasn't finished speaking, and the two suddenly hear an explosion.

Although this noise can't reach the level of the sound of a thunderbolt shooting across Jiangnan, it's still enough to alarm two of Jianghu's peak masters.

Their reactions are always extremely fast, almost instantly at the sound of the explosion they had already leapt away backwards.

Feeling safe already in dealing with it by blocking their faces behind their sleeves, they look at each other's tragic condition.

On the wall, on the floor, the sides of the stove, even the clothing and hair of the two are completely pasted with white and yellow egg.

But there is still one egg in the pan.

Zhao Jiangui is bewildered, "How did this..."

He still hasn't finished speaking this sentence, and the other egg also bursts.

...

Zhao Jiangui says, "This was an accident."

Ji Han sneers.

His hair and eyebrows are all pasted with egg yolk, looking truly bizarre.

Zhao Jiangui says vaguely, "I can still try again."

Ji Han in fury almost wants to take the lid of the pan and beat his brains out.

Zhao Jiangui, "Really, I can again..."

Ji Han roars, "Get this place in order, then get out for me!"