Misty Mountain, behind the cliffs of the Wayless Sect.
Gazing at the beaten and swollen Li Ergang before him.
Zhang Han coughed twice, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
He had already beaten him up.
And yet, this Li Ergang had just told him.
That these pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, and vegetables were all sorts of spiritual beings, and that the dishes made from these items were beneficial to cultivation.
What's more, his Respected Master also liked to eat dishes made by Li Ergang.
For the sake of the Sect, Li Ergang had found a plot of land near the back cliffs to carry out various types of farming.
But as soon as Zhang Han had come over, he had given him a beating.
Now, it would be strange if Zhang Han weren't embarrassed.
"Well... uh... this..."
Zhang Han really didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry, sir, I will definitely report the truth to the Sect Master."
