Having not tasted meat for a long time, Chu Yi and Little Fatty were thoroughly enjoying themselves.
Especially Little Fatty, who got grease all over his hands, face, body, even his eyebrows.
Only after letting out one burp after another did Chu Yi and Little Fatty say, sighing, "Ah, if only we could eat a little more."
Dog Survivors, on the other hand, didn't hoard at all. He even generously took out a piece of stock: "Master, take this piece of meat back with you, and when no one's around, quietly cook and eat it."
"Hahaha, you really are a sweet guy."
Chu Yi patted Dog Survivors on the head.
"That won't do. This meat is fragrant; if my master knew I took meat back and she didn't get to eat even a little bit, could I still get by in the Hengyue Sect for the rest of my life? Better keep it and enjoy it yourself."
Dog Survivors touched his head sheepishly, "True, if I had delicious food and didn't save some for you, you'd probably claim my life."
