"So during this period, we also refrain from consuming wild game."
Seeing a faint smile on Sect Leader Yue's face, Linghu Chong couldn't help but glance at Zhao Rong.
'The perverse logic, once amended by Zhao, has even earned the master's satisfaction.'
The Xia siblings were momentarily stunned, but they didn't mind: "Indeed, that is befitting of a great and noble sect."
Then, with a laugh, they added, "We won't stand on ceremony, then."
The coal-carrying old man, the mute old woman, and the people from Yang Wei Manor were all eating meat, both chicken and snake meat, without hesitation.
Though the disciples from both sects were tempted,
after the battle at Guankou Temple, all knew too well the dangers of the jianghu.
The desire for good food was far less important than their little lives...
