The gentle breeze blew softly, with Primordial Qi lingering in the air. The aroma of meat filled the valley, and flames danced in the fire. Ye Fan, Yaling, Jin Changgeng, Hu Fei, and others sat together, surrounded by the scent wafting from the boiling crocodile dragon meat in the large iron pot.
On the other side, Shi Ye twirled Ye Fan's Thunder Emperor Spear carefully grilling the crocodile dragon meat. The meat strips turned golden and luscious, with oil dripping into the fire, making crackling sounds.
Nearby, several jars of fine wine also emitted a strong aroma, drifting far with the breeze. They ate large chunks of meat and drank wine in big bowls, creating a lively and harmonious atmosphere.
"This crocodile dragon meat is excellent, fatty but not greasy, melting as soon as it enters the mouth, brimming with life essence. It is indeed top-quality ingredients!" Han Sandong commented while eating.
