The head elder of the serpent-men tribe gave Bu Fang a meaningful glance. However, he did not rashly approach Bu Fang but instead forced himself to calm down.
Bu Fang did not notice the look on the head elder's face. He was watching the numerous serpent-men relishing in his dish with a smile on his lips. The greatest affirmation for a chef was their customers enjoying their dishes. Seeing the smiles on their faces, a chef would feel happy as well.
The amount of meat on the fish was not much. After everyone took their turns, the entire fish was picked clean. After all, there were so many people present but only a single fish available.
Everyone stared at the fish bones remaining on the spirit herb leaves with yearning in their eyes. They wanted to eat more but Bu Fang only prepared a single serving.
