"If you know everything, then list tonight's Li Cheng Chief's running water banquet menu for me!"
Lin Xian enumerated each dish as if he was listing treasures.
"Oh oh."
Big Face Cat listened attentively:
"Sss... so abundant."
He swallowed his saliva:
"That's settled, we won't eat at home tonight, must keep the stomach empty. Yes, you're right. Bagging the bear head is a must. Don't worry, bro. If I get the bear head, I'll share the tongue and eyeball with you."
Lin Xian gestured with the Five Fingers Mountain:
"No need for that."
Soon, the two of them sprinted and finally intercepted the Blue-Eyed Village Chief at the entrance of the village.
She seemed oblivious to the cold.
Dressed in a tight-fitting hunting outfit, various long knives and short swords hung at her waist, bear skin gloves on her hands, carrying bows, arrows, and ropes on her back.
Her demeanor was not one to be trifled with.
