The little vixen looked at him with a mix of anger, joy, and a coquettish pout before letting out a hum of complaint, opening her little mouth, and eating the rice cake Song Cheng had brought her.
After eating, she tossed her chopsticks away and left...
Song Cheng then took the little vixen's hand and they walked and ran through the streets, popping into any shop that wafted out a delicious scent.
The Northern Region Blade King was a big shot in Hanping Prefecture, high and mighty, indistinguishable to many people from the deities and Buddhas enshrined in temples.
By all accounts, Song Cheng should have been putting on airs.
But that was other people's perception of him; why would he care, and why would he live as others expect?
Both he and the little vixen had constitutions far superior to ordinary people, so they could keep eating endlessly. Thus, throughout the day, the two of them ended up visiting dozens of restaurants.
Song Cheng also made a discovery.
