Tang Xian didn't mean to describe the food chain as so cruel.
But as a foodie, one must build immunity to such moral dilemmas early on.
I want to eat meat.
These four words had been a significant reason for the advancement of human civilization for a large period of history.
After cutting enough meat from the mountain-taming beasts, Tang Xian, Qing JiuYu, and Tang Xiaojiu started to head back.
Riding on the nine-tailed fox again, Tang Xian pondered Li Xiaoyu's request.
"Do you have any enemies?"
Tang Xian suddenly asked.
"Bai Mansheng."
"Pick another one."
"Why? Feeling pity for him?"
"Didn't you just make peace? A fox should keep its word. Isn't there another one of the same level you urgently want to kill?"
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
"I mean, if there is, why not take me with you and kill it?"
"There are a few annoying ones, but they are not easy to kill, and creatures that can transform into human form are protected by the law."
