The moment those words fell, the entire courtyard went still.
For one breath, no one spoke.
Then the anger on everyone's faces became even uglier.
Food?
Those pitiful little creatures were not even being called spirit beasts now. They had directly been reduced to feed.
The insult had become so obvious that it no longer even bothered to wear clothes.
Uncle Shen's chest heaved hard, and the guards behind him looked as if smoke was about to come out of their ears. Even Lin Xiaoyu, who had been trying her best to stay quiet, could not help staring at Yun Haisheng in disbelief.
This old thing really had no bottom line at all.
But Yun Haisheng only smiled as if he had said something perfectly reasonable. Then he turned his head and looked at Yan Hai with the expression of an elder mildly scolding a junior.
"You child," Yun Haisheng said with a faint sigh, "I clearly asked you to bring the spirit beasts over. Why did you even bring the food as well?"
