Aside from the cultivators on watch, everyone else was on deck, grilling and feasting on meat.
The meat of the Storm Eagle was remarkably effective. Eating it strengthened one's vitality and could even heal minor ailments. Hunting a Storm Eagle was normally no easy task, so now, every single person was eating their fill.
Lü Zhong was no exception.
As a Core Formation Cultivator, he felt it would be inappropriate to go out and disturb the others, so he remained secluded in his cabin.
Sprinkled with Spirit Medicine powder, the meat was crispy yet tender.
Great bites of meat, great bowls of wine.
'Now this is the life!'
An inopportune knock on the door sounded, and Lü Zhong's expression grew cold.
"Come in."
Jie Yu pushed the door open and entered, holding a platter of golden, crispy roasted meat. Though her expression seemed normal, it was laced with an undeniable trace of nervousness. A smile bloomed on her face as she spoke.
