"Hey, why did that guy pass out? He's too weak!" Taoist Master Qian Ji grumbled.
At the moment, his sleeves were rolled up as he deftly skinned the giant snake with a small knife. He had shorn the scales, removed the skin, and was currently filleting the snake. His movements were as slick as a butcher.
The Dongying people were all dumbfounded when they saw that, no matter the surviving gunners, or Toru Miki and the other people sitting in the cars.
Their eyes and mouths opened wide as though they had seen a ghost.
'What's… What's going on?
'Why is this bunch of Huaxia people processing the meat of the serpent god in front of us?'
The serpent god was a notoriously ferocious beast in Dongying. However, it was being slaughtered and cut into pieces like hunted prey.
'Dammit! They're more savage than we thought!'
The gunners were trembling on the spot. Even Toru Miki was also feeling afraid as his face was drenched in cold sweat.
