ALONG THE WAY, when people saw their clothes, they received public remarks from people that weren't so pleasant to the ears. It was overly displeasing that they wanted to explode in anger.
Nonetheless, they could only take it in. After all, they could only blame themselves for being the weakest group among others. Arriving at the Death City Palace of the City Palace Lord, Yang Lujia's eyes were already sparkling. It was the same for his companies, the dog, Feng Huang, and Long Guang. At least Lin Diyu could still restrain himself.
Witnessing the others eating their fills, the group went on and arrived at an empty table filled with food. Eyes sparkling, they began to gobble up every food they picked.
On the table, the dog was using its paws to push the food closer to it. It especially chose meat and started devouring it with relish. On its side was Long Guang who was happily eating that veggies-type of food, while Feng Huang was going for the desserts on Yang Lujia's side.
