Upon hearing this, Little Tiger and Black Cat stopped trying to grab anything anymore.
Even though the two small animals in the bat's hands weren't big, their appetites were not small either. But now that Liya had already eaten, they could just about fill their bellies too.
"Move aside, I'll do the roasting." The bat kicked Little Tiger on his bum, "Why won't you co-operate?"
The corners of Little Tiger's mouth twitched unnaturally a few times before he awkwardly inched away.
The bat squatted down beside the bonfire and, with practiced movement, took a small stick, inserted it inside the small animals, and then started to roast them over the fire, one in each hand.
Watching the bat's practiced movements, Zhang Xian was somewhat interested.
Of course, it wasn't that he was interested in the bat's roasting technique, but rather that such a beautiful man's actions were completely incongruous with his outer appearance, which gave off a very strange feeling.
"Hmm?"
