"Pfft, I wouldn't want this trash! I just want to smash it and get the chicken legs inside." As he spoke, Little Song began to drool.
Trash? Chicken legs? Qin Yu's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"So, what you really want is the chicken legs?"
Qin Yu's eyes widened; he couldn't believe that Little Song, with his sensitive nose, had actually sniffed out the scent of chicken legs inside the Purple Micro Star Ring!
"Of course, being trapped here for decades, I haven't had any fine food. I've been eating these awful demon beasts every day,"
Little Song pouted, looking aggrieved.
"Sir, all these chicken legs are yours now." Qin Yu took out all the fried chicken legs from the Purple Micro Star Ring and handed them to Little Song.
With a cheer, Little Song tossed the Dragon Head mask aside and began munching on the chicken legs with his fluffy little paws.
No one eats like him.
