Yang Huofeng walked in with light steps, carrying a large bunch of iron skewers. The roasted meat on them smelled delicious.
This roasted meat was the Tier Two Blazing Flame Tiger meat she had carefully prepared.
With a look of expectation and a treasure-showing smile on her face, Yang Huofeng approached Shen Xuan, who was meditating, and presented the skewers with both hands.
"Master, try it. This is the Blazing Flame Tiger meat I just roasted; the aroma is fantastic."
Shen Xuan slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the roast meat, and then at Yang Huofeng.
He casually took the smallest skewer, about two pounds in weight.
"It smells pretty good."
After speaking, Shen Xuan started to nibble on it in front of Yang Huofeng.
His manner was calm and his chewing silent.
Actually, Tier Two Demon Beast meat was virtually useless for him.
However, the taste of this roasted meat was good; the heat was just right.
