The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call



Chapter 1806 Dalton is Here

None of them dared say they were hungry. The four sect apprentices exchanged glances, knowing they couldn't reveal their fear, so they had no choice but to play along.

"Yes, Feradach was just talking about how his stomach was growling earlier," Tierney said, forcing a smile.

They had indeed learned some things on the mountain. Sometimes, it was best to humor the malevolent spirits first when dealing with them. However, it was clear that their acting skills were lacking.

Brenda narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing their expressions. "Really?"

"Of course!" Feradach nodded vigorously.

Brenda laughed again, her voice melodious. "Then have some appetizers first. My husband hasn't returned yet, but when he gets home, I'll have him prepare some bone broth for all of you."

Bone broth? Whose bones were used to make it?

The apprentices gripped the edge of the table, glancing at Wynter, then at the window, and finally at Brenda, who was tilting her head as she watched them.

She set down the dishes, seemingly unfazed by the fact that the meat was still dripping with blood. "What's wrong, honored cultivators? Don't you like bone broth?"

As she picked up a kitchen knife, her demeanor shifted, hinting at irritation.

Wynter spoke up calmly. "Our cultivation methods require us to abstain from certain desires. There are things we cannot eat even if we like them."

"Is that so? What a pity," Brenda said, her smile returning as she poured wine from a jar." Well, that doesn't matter. I know many specialty dishes, so there's bound to be something you can eat. For now, have some wine to warm yourselves."

Wynter didn't move. Brenda raised the wine cup, holding it just inches away. The four apprentices paled, their minds screaming that they couldn't drink it. Yet, Wynter took the cup.