Ding Fan looked around dispiritedly; it felt terrible, as if he were some strange creature surrounded by a crowd. These indigenous people were very curious about them, seemingly treating him and Mu Gaosou as if they were the real natives.
A young girl proudly jumped down from the giant's shoulder and pointed at Ding Fan, saying, "He's my captive. Shall we cook them up for a feast later?"
A group of Ye Family men and women were taken aback upon hearing this, and then they all burst into laughter, many of them speaking with wide open mouths.
"If Miss Xi wants to eat, then let's cook him, but make sure to cook thoroughly; it'll be tastier that way."
"I think eating it raw is good; I can make a dipping sauce."
"No, roast it, pierce the head with an Iron Spear, sprinkle cumin and sesame oil; it tastes best when grilled!"
"I think I can stir-fry it."
