The campfire blazed brightly, with a three-hundred-pound Xuan Beast cut into small pieces, grilling over the flames.
The flames playfully licked the golden meat chunks, releasing a stream of fat that sizzled as it dripped into the fire.
Under Ye Fan's exquisite craftsmanship, the Xuan Beast meat was grilled to a crispy outside and tender inside, glistening golden and smelling heavenly, making one's mouth water just at the sight of it.
"It's done, it's done, hurry and give me a piece!"
The Bai Yan wolf was always impatient, not waiting for the meat to be fully cooked, it extended a large paw, attempting to snatch a piece to feast on.
"Paws off, mind the hygiene!"
Ye Fan slapped the Bai Yan wolf's big paw aside, simultaneously grilling the meat and chatting with the Sloppy Elder sitting next to him.
"What's this 'hygiene' nonsense? Does it mean dirty?"
