Chen Yang grabbed the wild chicken by the wings and carried it into the kitchen, promptly slaughtering it.
Then, Chen Yang boiled a kettle of water and began scalding the bird and removing the innards.
Although Chen Yang rarely made elaborate meals when alone at home, his culinary skills hadn't diminished at all, handling this kind of game with ease.
While Chen Yang was swiftly dealing with the wild chicken's innards, Eagle Brother suddenly swooped down from the sky, perching on a nearby peach tree, fixating on the completely plucked wild chicken in Chen Yang's hands.
From his expression, he seemed somewhat displeased.
Chen Yang first looked at Eagle Brother, then at the wild chicken in his hands, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Isn't this for entertaining guests? And since you can hunt, why fixate on the wild chicken in my yard?" Chen Yang asked, a bit irritated.
Eagle Brother couldn't understand what Chen Yang was saying.
