The old shepherd stroked the sheep's skin still stained with blood, and said, "This ewe is too small and too skinny, couldn't move, keeping her would be a burden. Now that you've eaten her, you'll have strength, and can grow more meat to walk farther. This is a good thing, I couldn't be happier, why would I be angry?"
Chen Mancang felt there was something wrong with these words, how could this old man compare him to livestock...
However, he didn't think much of it. After eating and drinking enough, Chen Mancang leaned beside the sheep and dozed off. When he woke up, he saw the old shepherd smiling at him with satisfaction.
Chen Mancang wanted to speak, but he could only make sheep sounds of bleating.
After that, Chen Mancang, who was turned into a sheep, became a part of the flock.
However, he was different from the other sheep. Whenever the others saw their kind being cooked and sold, they would look sad.
But Chen Mancang would only drool.
