Night, the mist is heavy, and the chirping of insects rises.
The forest, deep and silent, with a cool breeze blowing.
An old man and a young man are walking slowly in the forest.
The young man is holding a cold blade, his breath steady, his eyes crimson red and filled with bloodshot veins. Like a powerful Extraordinary who has practiced Immortal Cultivation for more than ten nights, instilling fear and awe in others.
The old man limps on his left foot, his expression stiff, his teeth yellowed and jaw twitching. Like a glutton who hasn't eaten meat for years, chewing on the Double-headed Dragon meat in his mouth.
"I've told you, eating too much Double-headed Dragon meat is hard to digest."
Baiyu rolled his fish-like eyes.
This old guy is like a hungry ghost reincarnated.
During the time he went hunting and caught a Double-headed Dragon, in just four days, half of it had been eaten by the old man.
If there were condiments, he would probably eat even more.
