News that the Snow Tiger Tribe's Witch Disciple was cooking a delicious meal for the Snow Tiger Witch spread through the trading grounds like the wind.
Everyone in the trading grounds crowded over, originally wanting to watch the Witch Disciple's cooking attempt end in disaster. But after catching a whiff of the tempting aroma drifting through the air, their mouths began to water uncontrollably, like a flood during the rainy season.
Meanwhile, the Flying Eagle Witch, Black Wolf Witch, and Lion Witch had already followed the scent to the spot. They were now sitting around the wooden table, calling out the Snow Tiger Witch for shamelessly trying to hog all the food.
The Snow Tiger Witch looked at the three old-timers' wrinkled faces and scoffed inwardly.
He decided not to argue. They would be returning to their tribes soon enough. Once they were gone, he could just ask Wu Yue to cook for him whenever he wanted.
