"Oh, then Sweetcake has to see the big demon beast too."
At this age, the little packrat liked to follow behind adults.
Yun Ran did not think it was a problem and let her squat and watch.
Feng Chen looked at the two halves of the blood demon beast carcass and did not want to take another look. Unexpectedly, Yun Ran and the two little packrats were so engrossed looking at the carcass.
"Ah Yuan, what's wrong with your three people? What's so good about this demon beast's carcass? Their taste is a bit too strong!"
Mo Beiyuan glanced at him coldly. "Did you raise that demon beast?"
Feng Chen was disgusted and hurriedly waved his hand. "Of course not. With my identity and temperament, how can I raise a demon beast like the Black Centipede Snake?"
Mo Beiyuan pursed his thin lips. "Then why are you interfering so much?"
Feng Chen originally thought that he was asking him a serious question, but now he realized that he was mocking him.
