"I didn't steal it…"
Luke wasn't very confident.
Over the past few years, before Cassandra regained her memory, she had always felt bad about her family's lost sheep.
Eventually, Luke managed to acquire a herd of god sheep from his pocket dimension.
He brought over 200 void god-level sheep and raised them in the hall on the first floor.
Logically, the sheep should have multiplied over the past ten years.
However, the more he raised them, the fewer there were.
Now, only a few dozen remained…
Every few days, a sheep would die from illness, go missing, or even commit suicide by ramming into a wall.
But he'd never heard of a god sheep in the void god realm dying from illness.
Now, Cassandra had realized that all the sheep she raised had been eaten by this sneaky man.
Luke continued happily cooking, but the couple no longer argued.
In the northern hall, Braydon Neal continued to comprehend the true intent.
