He had wanted to pretend to be a Saint, but upon seeing Yun Zheyue's face of sheer ice, he wisely shut his mouth.
"That chunk of flesh must weigh hundreds of pounds, right?" Yun Xianghan said with an inexplicable smile.
"What for? You can't steal it; I've stuffed the Qiankun Bag into my pants!" Ye Chen was extremely vigilant.
Ye Chen's actions, let's not mention how they made Yun Xianghan's face unsightly, even the frost-faced Yun Zheyue felt somewhat shocked by this peculiar behavior.
This guy really was a proudly delicate and stunningly bizarre flower!
"I saw Fang Ruolan guarding a wild boar over there as well, protecting another piece of mighty meat, excellent for its nourishing flesh!" Yun Xianghan gave Ye Chen a reproachful look.
"Let's go, time to carve meat!" Ye Chen swung his arm and immediately had Yun Xianghan lead him to find Fang Ruolan.
