Five minutes later.
Inside a small house hanging on the tree, Alex looked at Choong Duy with a serious expression. In front of him was a cup of green tea that Chavel had cultivated underneath the tree.
"This is a tea that Chavel cultivated and brewed. There is no poison in it, so you can rest assured." Choong Duy stretched his hand before sipping his own tea.
Alex knew that there wasn't a single poison inside with his Spirit Eyes. He took a glance at Chavel, who was busy preparing a meal and finally sipped his tea.
Not long after, Chavel brought them a full course meal of vegetables and meat.
Alex could understand the vegetables, but he couldn't see where the meat came from. It was a standard meal but seemed to have been polished to the perfect degrees. Maybe he should say as expected from a woman who was living for a few thousand years.
[For your information, I can also cook a meal at this level.]
