Chapter 47 Beauty

• After finally convincing Zhang Rou, Jackson managed to send her to her own room. Sigh, such a gullible girl. I can't let her fall to other bastards' sweet talk, he thought, sighing with a smile on his face.
• As she went upstairs, he checked on the innkeeper, who was still sleeping peacefully. His original intention was to wake her up and request a delicious breakfast, but seeing how she was still asleep—and remembering who was responsible for her current state—he opted against it.
• As a result, he now found himself in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for three people. He had already promised Zhang Rou a meal, and he had no intention of breaking that promise. As a cultivator, food wasn’t a necessity for survival; absorbing ki from the surroundings was more than enough to sustain him. However, having been raised in an affluent family, he had developed a habit of indulging in fine cuisine. Besides, food was often the way to a woman's heart, and there were two women in this inn he could impress with his skills.