The meat was gone, the marrow was gone, the Black Bear Demon had completely given up hope.
He walked away, dispirited and soulless...
As he closed the door behind him, he glanced at the bone stick on the ground and couldn't help but move closer. He picked it up and looked up at the sky. Indeed, there was not a trace of marrow left! And as for the meat on the bone, it was even cleaner than if a dog had gnawed it!
"Cursed dog?" cursed the Black Bear Demon internally.
Just then...
"Hey, there's no meat left on that bone!"
Tang Sanzang's voice rang out.
The Black Bear Demon started, hurriedly throwing the bone back onto the ground. Despite being somewhat simple-minded, he was a king of the mountain and cared about his dignity.
It would be too embarrassing to be seen picking up leftovers like this.
