Amidst the sea of clouds at sunrise, the fierce howling of a wolf could be heard.
"Awooo——"
At that moment, Chen Xu took a crispy, golden roast chicken from his sleeve and deftly tossed it out.
Don't ask why he had a roast chicken in his sleeve — for a chef, carrying a few ready-made roast chickens in his storage device is perfectly normal, isn't it?
Especially since the sauce on this roast chicken contained a trace of Hundred Evils Fruit Powder and was finished with a thin layer of honey.
In an instant, the aromatic, juicy roast chicken traced a beautiful arc through the sky, heading—
Heading in the opposite direction of the Sun-chasing Wolf King!
"Awooo!"
Though the Sun-chasing Wolf King was a demon king, when in his life had he ever smelled such a delicious aroma?
He had neither seen nor smelled such a scent, and even in his most gluttonous years, the Sun-chasing Wolf King had never dreamed of such a soul-stirring aroma.
