"I, Mr. Yan, dare not claim a position of great prestige within the family, but compared to that rotten centipede, Young Master Lin Ming, I am far superior. If I die at Zhou Xuan's hands, I dare not say the entire Mingjiang Prefecture, but at the very least, the entire East Market Street would be buried with me."
"The identity within my clan is my protective talisman."
"Hmph..." The human skin sneered once more.
Mr. Yan no longer spoke, facing the dawn wind, his clothes fluttering, heading towards Mingjiang Prefecture.
...
"So delicious... Haven't felt this indulgent in a long time."
"I really can't eat anymore, Big Child, are you full yet?"
"Ger..." Big Child burped contentedly towards Third Child.
Within the Secret Realm, host and guest were equally satisfied,
Zhou Xuan entered the City God Temple, those corpses had already been completely consumed, not to mention bones and flesh, there wasn't even a scrap of residue from gnawed bones on the temple's green brick floor.
