As the Red Dragon Fox Clan retreated, Zhou Xuan bent down, eyeing the mountains of wild game, and said to the painter beside him, "Old Hua, do you think we should change our bad habit of eating rice? Just eating wild game can fill us up just as well."
"..." Painter.
The painter was naturally delighted with the wild game, but what thrilled him more were the eighteen baskets of mountain delicacies. He said to Zhou Xuan, "Sir, these mountain treasures, our God Traveling Department will take care of them. Once the disaster is over, should we send them to your new residence?"
"What do I need this stuff for?"
Zhou Xuan wasn't greedy for material things, and given that Zhou Family's Troupe's business was booming, money wasn't an issue. Worldly possessions were just numbers to him.
