Qing Jianzi heard Fang Lin's mumble and was speechless, yearning to give Fang Lin a fierce kick from behind.
What the heck is the time now? Can't you see the danger we are in, and you're still thinking about eating snake soup?
Qing Jianzi initially thought Fang Lin was joking. But upon seeing Fang Lin's expression, he was left dumbfounded.
He saw Fang Lin staring at these snakes with gleaming eyes, licking his lips, showing a face of pure craving.
Unable to hold back, Qing Jianzi finally spoke up, "Fang Lin, you're not seriously thinking about eating these things, are you?"
Fang Lin turned around and looked at Qing Jianzi with a puzzled expression, "Why wouldn't I eat them? Snake soup is a great tonic and extremely delicious."
Qing Jianzi's face twitched, saying, "We're not even sure yet whether we're going to eat them, or they're going to eat us, right?"
Fang Lin laughed, "Don't worry, I naturally have a way to handle these snakes."
