Ye Lingyue was puzzled, looking down at Little Zhiyo, thinking, could it be possible that this little creature was still hungry after consuming so much?
Little Zhiyo looked extremely anxious, feeling wronged—it wasn't its fault!
It was a well-behaved and cultured Zhiyo, never in its style to grumble about hunger.
Just then, there was a rustling noise from the bushes.
"I'm starving." A pair of smooth jade-like legs appeared in the vision of the three.
Following that, a pair of hands, as if sculpted by a master sculptor, eagerly grabbed the fish still beside the fire, with a jasper colored bell on the wrist tinkling crisply as the hand moved.
The owner of the jade legs and hands sat down next to Ye Lingyue, with no regard for image, and started gnawing at the roast fish.
She moved so swiftly that even Boss He, who had the highest cultivation among them, failed to see where she came from.
