Chapter 55: Overestimating Oneself "Well now, this little girl's quite the looker." He turned to Chen Ping, contempt curling at the corners of his mouth. "This is your master? A Qi Refining stage waste of space?" He glanced down at the food box in front of the master and disciple, his laughter growing louder. "What even is this slop? Stir-fried fiddleheads? Cold-tossed wild celery?" "I thought it'd be spirit beast meat. And this is it?" He jabbed a finger at the meager dishes and…