It wasn't long before.
Accompanied by the bustling sizzle of oil, the roasting of the Blood-Backed Bull by the fire had completed, its golden-brown appearance very appetizing.
Although An Wuchao was strongly built, he had skilled hands, particularly talented at roasting meat.
Before the roasting, the prime parts of the Blood-Backed Bull had already been divided up.
Su Chen only took a bull's horn.
The horn of the Blood-Backed Bull was extremely hard!!!
Purely in terms of hardness, it could even compare to a Middle-Grade Holy Artifact, more shadowy than the Burning Heaven Sword.
Having such a horn, for him, was like adding wings to a tiger.
"Isn't it ready yet?" Lan Su couldn't wait any longer, her exquisite and cute face full of urgency as her beautiful eyes focused on the meat An Wuchao was roasting.
"Almost, almost, didn't you say earlier you weren't going to eat any?" An Wuchao huffed.
"Hurry up, no more nonsense!" Lan Su bit her small silver teeth, speaking angrily.
