"Sir...... This big night, the king...... Chef Wang must have rested!"

The butler said stiffly.

Li Deyong's whole body was full of energy, and he suddenly seemed to be completely evacuated, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Yes, the Holy Chef must have rested.

He looked at his son blankly, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"How so, how can this be?!"

Li Deyong looked at his son who fell to the ground in a daze, muttered to himself, and two lines of tears also slipped down his cheeks.

He couldn't believe that his son, who had a good night, was now out of breath.

"Yuan'er—"

Li Deyong's wife also rushed in with a crying voice, and when she saw her son who had fallen to the ground and had no breath, she immediately cried there.

The terrible voice immediately alarmed everyone in the hospital.

A few of the little followers who went to the Jiushou Building with Li Yuan also came to the kitchen tremblingly at this time, and they were all stunned when they saw the tragic situation of their master.

Few...... The young master is dead?

One of the attendants glanced at the two beside him, and suddenly plopped down and fell to his knees.

Li Deyong exhaled deeply at this time, stopped his sad emotions, and looked at a dish on the desk with red eyes.

The dish had been eaten so completely that there was not even a trace of soup left.

"Huh?"

Li Deyong saw the half-cut fruit of the ground, and felt more and more strange.

My son is a chef, and he doesn't even look at ordinary ingredients on weekdays, but today he ...... But the fruit of the land is used for cooking?

"Old ...... Sir!"

One of the attendants plucked up his courage and suddenly whispered, "This...... This must be the fault of Luo Xiu of the Nine-Story Building!"

"Huh?"

Li Deyong's red eyes suddenly flashed a hint of coldness, and he walked in front of the attendant, pinched his arm and said, "What's the matter?"

"Ahh

The attendant was trembling in pain, Li Deyong let go, stared at him with straight eyes, and said, "Why do you insist that it is Luo Xiu?"

"Yes...... That's right!"

The attendant immediately reported what happened today to Li Deyong.

Including today's kitchen battle between Li Yuan and Luo Xiu.

"What?!There's such a big thing going on, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Syllable!

Li Deyong slapped him directly in the face of his follower.

This time, he still doesn't understand his hatred-

Bang!

He angrily kicked directly at the attendant, and said angrily: "Do you still take my old man in your eyes?!"

"That'...... What about table salt!"

"Where's the salt?"

Li Deyong reprimanded there, his face turned pale: "Luo Xiu, this kid's cooking skills...... How can you win Yuan'er!"

"I ...... I don't know!"

The attendant trembled all over, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "The young master got the salt, so he hid it directly, saying that he would try it at night, why can such an ordinary dish be done to this extent!"

When Li Deyong heard this, he immediately walked towards Li Yuan's corpse.

His wife was crying in the dark, but Li Deyong reached out and touched his son's arms.

Sure enough, in his arms, there was a bag of properly wrapped brocades.

Pouring out the sachet, a pinch of white powder appeared on the table.

"It must be this, this ...... This salt must be poisonous!"

The attendant's pupils dilated and pointed to the nitrite on the table, as if he had seen something terrifying.

The anger on Li Deyong's face became worse and worse, and he slapped his palm on the table, and his tiger eyes were full of tears: "Luo Xiu, I, Li Deyong, are inseparable from you!"

"Come here!"

Li Deyong yelled at the attendant.

The two of them walked inside, but Li Deyong turned around suddenly, staring at the attendant: "Do you have something else to hide from me!"

"Huh, sir......"

"Say!"

Li Deyong's eyes were red, not angry and arrogant, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

The attendant suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud: "I...... We don't know how Luo Xiu came back to life!"

"What?!"

Li Deyong suddenly fainted, today's things ...... It was a big surprise to him.

"You ...... You're really going against the grain!"

"How dare you kill someone?"

Li Deyong gasped: "The young master wants to kill someone, you ...... Why not stop it?"

The attendant immediately said bitterly: "We can't stop it, the young master said that he is a cook, and if he kills someone, the Holy Hall will not do anything to him!"

So he asked a few of us to go to the beach and tie him up...... Push him into the sea!"

"We watched him sink—"

"Shut up!"

Li Deyong didn't want to listen to it, this matter couldn't be clearer, Luo Xiu obviously held a grudge, so he poisoned his son to death.

But this guy is so ruthless, this kind of poison, the dishes he made, how can the Holy Church's steward Chen be fine?

This is where Li Deyong is puzzled.

"You go out first!"

Li Deyong waved his hand, and the attendant suddenly kowtowed and quit as if he was about to be amnesty.

At this time, a black shadow appeared behind Li Deyong at some point: "Master, do you want to repair Na Luo ...... now?"

Swish!

He made a motion to wipe his neck.

"No, you can solve these people first, and the three just now!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Li Deyong's eyes, the man in black nodded, and he didn't see any movement from him, and with a wave of his hand, a ray of light shot out of his hand like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

Whew!Whew!

The few handymen in front of him suddenly had a big hole in their hearts, and they all died without saying a word.

The man had one in one hand and a few on his shoulder, and disappeared directly into the kitchen.

After a few breaths, in the courtyard of the Ink Champs, there were three sounds of heavy objects falling into the lake.

Squeak!

Li Deyong held on to the handle of the chair, and a trace of inexplicable grief flashed in his heart.

own son...... He's dead!

Poisoned!

"Old ...... Master, Yuan'er...... Yuan'er's revenge, you must avenge it!"

Mrs. Li was crying and shouting.

Li Deyong nodded at her, raised his head, and the murderous opportunity appeared: "The revenge of killing the son is not shared!"

"Sir!"

The man in black flashed in quickly at this time: "It's all solved!"

"Well, you're ...... now Go to the Nine-Story Building for me, I want to see Luo Xiu kneeling in front of me in the early hours of the morning!"

"Take his head and pay tribute to Yuan'er's mourning hall!"

Li Deyong gritted his teeth and said, as if this sentence jumped out of his teeth.

Swish!

The man in black suddenly bowed and quickly flashed out of the kitchen...... Obviously, it is to complete Li Deyong's task.

"Luo Xiu, I want you not to die well!!"

Li Deyong's roar came from the dark night, but Luo Xiu was making noodles at this time!