Lin Zheyu was stunned.
He knew Senior Brother Chen Ding's thought process was somewhat unconventional, often coming up with unusual ideas.
But Lin Zheyu totally didn't expect Senior Brother Chen Ding to actually eat demonic puppet meat.
How can anyone stomach this stuff?
"Cough, cough…"
"Uncle Master, please don't tell anyone I said this."
Huang Youwei coughed lightly twice, looked around, then whispered: "Uncle Master Chen Ding's mind… cough, cough, ideas, he frequently has some ideas that are different from others."
"I remember once, Uncle Master Chen Ding was brought back tightly bound, and his whole body was covered in purple-black pustules, quite frightening."
"I heard from other Uncles that Uncle Master Chen Ding out of curiosity, caught a ferocious beast turned into a demonic puppet, roasted it, and ate it, which is why he ended up in such a state."
"At the time, Uncle Master Chen Ding had just advanced to the Bone Marrow Refining Realm not long ago."
