But...
'Transmigration Cult'!
Thinking of the formidable enemy that Master Mu inadvertently provoked, Dou Bao furrowed his brow.
'I don't even know where their main base is.'
'If I knew, the poison I just concocted might... take care of them once and for all.'
'But it should be very hard to find, right?'
'If it could really be found, the Empire would have sent the army long ago.'
'So...'
'I must train even harder.'
Dou Bao, thinking this, made up his mind, took a 'Nourishing Essence Pill' that afternoon, and practiced his punches even more diligently.
Aiming to find his strength and train his 'muscles and tendons'.
Thinking of this, Dou Bao snapped back to reality.
At this moment, Jason had already finished eating a bucket of rice.
"Eat slowly, there's more."
Dou Bao stood up smiling, and carried out another bucket of rice from the kitchen.
