After some fight (Kun was unilaterally abused).

Isabella asked the most critical question.

"What are you going to do next?"

Qian Chen fell silent.

Isabella raised her eyebrows.

"Anyway, no matter what, you can't go back to Japan for the time being."

Qian Chen said with a wry smile.

"It's not that bad."

Isabella sneered.

"Do you think I'm lying to you? Believe it or not, you will die on the streets in less than an hour if you step on the Japanese island."

"Silk!"

Qian Chen couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"If you don't believe it, you can try it. Who asked you and the ancestor to form a team to defeat the chef spirit summoned by Erina? What's more coincidental is that the ancestor was promoted to the chef god in this duel!

Now the whole of Japan thinks it is your fault, which makes the chef god who is about to get it flying.

What do you think the Japanese will deal with you?”

Qian Chen's expression suddenly became extremely annoying.

Everyone knows that the Japanese are a nation that becomes crazy and even fears themselves. The following are the best actions of defeating the traitors in the country, and the kamikaze attacking these crazy actions are their specialty.

This is a crazy race that even the prime minister of his own country dares to kill him openly.

Combined with his own insights, Qian Chen immediately believed Isabella's words.

"Wait! Where is my sister!?"

Qian Chen suddenly thought of a key issue with a nervous look on his face.

Isabella immediately showed a 'I'm waiting for you to ask this sentence' and said proudly.

"Look at who it is?"

Qian Chen looked back suddenly and the man was already turning around.

"Brother!!"

Shiyu ran over and hugged him. Qian Chen subconsciously stretched out his hands and hugged Shiyu.

"Ahem!"

If Isabella, who was beside her, hadn't let out a light cough, the two of them would have wanted to carry them forever.

However, Shi Yu ignored Isabella who was beside her. She held Qian Chen's eyes with tears in the corners of her eyes and asked her questions while carefully checking whether there were any wounds on Qian Chen's body, which made Qian Chen very embarrassed.

His Highness Isabella, who was stuffed with a box of dog food, beat the beats frantically with her toes.

A series of jingling sounds were stepped on the metal deck.

It happened that the deck below was a hangar, and the repairman inside immediately became high with the beat.

After a long time, Qian Chen persuaded Shiyu to stop him, and then pulled her and bowed deeply to Isabella.

"I will never thank you for your kindness. I will receive the favor this time. I will only speak up if I have any useful things in the future."

Isabella hugged her chest with her hands and said jokingly.

"Is that right? I'm just right now. You and I will go back to Great Britain with me immediately, and we will hold a ceremony right away!"

"It's too fast!"

Qian Chen looked stunned.

Shi Yu even pulled Qian Chen behind her, looking at Isabella with a vigilant look on her face.

"What do you want to do!?"

"It's nothing. I just asked him to go back to China with me to hold the ceremony of enthronement. Why are you so nervous? Or are you trying to go somewhere else?"

Isabella said with a teasing look on her face.

"Um!"

Shi Yu was speechless. Anyway, Qian Chen did not change his nationality, and the cannon of a foreign medal was only beneficial and not harmful to Qian Chen himself. Obviously Shi Yu found that he was too nervous.

Qian Chen patted Shiyu's palm, comforted her, and then stood in front of Isabella.

"So you want to persuade me to go to the UK to develop?"

"It's not the opposite. In fact, I recommend you to France."

Isabella gave an answer that made Qian Chen completely unexpectedly with a sly look on his face.

Qian Chen and Shi Yu looked at each other, not understanding what Isabella's hoist was sold.

"Don't get me wrong. Although I really want to keep you by my side, I know that even if my ancestors were promoted to the God of Chef, Great Britain is still not as profound as the French Empire's cooking skills.

This is a profound historical heritage accumulated over thousands of years.

Although I am confident, I also have self-knowledge. Great Britain still needs to develop. So, if you go to Europe, the French Empire is your best choice.

In fact, I have prepared a special invitation letter from Joan of Arc's Cooking Academy for you. You only need to pass the entrance exam in two weeks to enter the college as an international student."

Isabella said, not knowing where to take out an exquisite envelope sealed with fire paint and gold patterns and handed over it.

"Of course, if you have a channel to return to the Heavenly Kingdom, I will not stop you.

However, the current domestic situation in the Celestial Empire is somewhat subtle, so I suggest you better improve your cooking skills before going back."

Isabella then added another sentence.

Qian Chen took the envelope casually and couldn't help but look at her eyes when he heard her words.

"Do you have specific information about the country of the Celestial Empire?"

Isabella couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Although I'm very powerful in MI6, don't think everyone inside is 007."

Qian Chen smiled awkwardly.

Isabella's voice changed.

"Although I don't know the specific situation, I still have some understanding. It is said that it is related to several heavenly kings."

Isabella seemed to be shy about it and did not mention it much.

"Anyway, you should think about it carefully. It is best to discuss it with your 'Dear' sister."

Isabella left this sentence and left.

Shiyu blushed because of Isabella's words "Dear".

The two returned to Qian Chen's room. As soon as they entered the door, Shi Yu subconsciously sniffed, and her face suddenly became dark.

"Dear brother, can you explain why there is more than one woman in your room?

Brother, you! You are!?”

Shi Yu's eyes suddenly widened, with a wounded expression on his face.

"No! Listen to my explanation first!"

Qian Chen tried his best to explain.

Shiyu nodded with satisfaction.

"You've passed the test."

Qian Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

‘Why is this easy this time?’

Shiyu asked suddenly as if she had the ability to read the mind.

Qian Chen nodded subconsciously.

"It's very simple. The perfume smell in your room is usually used by some old women in their twenties and thirties to seduce men.

I don't believe that my younger brother Jun has such a bad vision."

Of course, there is another sentence Shi Yu didn't say. 'The taste here is completely different from what Isabella has.'

The two met again after a long separation, and suddenly there was no topic.

Shiyu stretched out her finger and knocked on the invitation letter that Qian Chen threw on the table.

"So, brother, where are you planning to go? Do you accept the kindness of Your Highness the Princess, go to France?"

Qian Chen shook his head.

"I think about it and hear your opinion from my sister."

"I?"

Shiyu smiled slightly.

"As long as it is the place where my brother wants to go, I don't care!"

Qian Chen suddenly felt warm.
Chapter completed!