By the time everyone was almost done with their roast meat, the rich aroma of bone soup was wafting through the tribe.
Mixed with the mellow aroma of chestnuts, it was incredibly enticing!
The moment Gaiyin lifted the lid of the pot, a white cloud of steam rose up, like a giant mushroom cloud.
At the same time, the aroma became even richer!
The Beastmen in the tribe were growing restless, each of them holding a large green leaf, their eyes fixed on the large iron pot without blinking!
As the white steam gradually dissipated, the bone soup in the pot took on a milky yellow color, whether it was due to the many chestnuts added or the late evening firelight.
Su Tang couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Such a color of bone soup seemed very tasty!
She had the fire beneath the stove removed, then grabbed a handful of salt from the large green leaf in Yadang's hand.
Yadang was distressed by this sudden action!
