Beneath a large bluestone, a small pile of firewood crackled as it burned. On either side, Y-shaped branches were stuck into the ground, holding the leg of some unknown beast over the flames. It was golden-brown and tempting, sizzling as fat dripped from it.
The rich aroma drifted through the air, attracting the covetous attention of many wild animals, and even Demon Beasts, from the surrounding forest.
However, the two men sitting by the fire seemed oblivious to it all, instead drinking wine and laughing merrily.
"Brother Zhu, it's only been a few years, and yet both of us have broken through to Foundation Establishment. This is truly a joyous occasion," Song Changsheng said with a touch of emotion as he poured himself a cup of wine.
He didn't have many friends, and Zhu Yiqun was a rare confidant. After the initial surprise of seeing him reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, all that remained was happiness.
