In the depths of the mountain stream, Hou Yi had already healed from his wounds. He was roasting an unidentified demon beast's leg over a fire, the slightly pungent smell of raw meat wafting around, but Hou Yi didn't mind at all and instead had a look of enjoyment on his face.
"This meaty scent is really nice. It's best to roast it only halfway; those fools always overcook the meat, completely losing the joy of eating it," Hou Yi muttered to himself, staring at the meat roasting over the fire, evidently almost unable to resist taking a bite.
At this moment, Hou Yi's expression changed, he looked warily at the narrow mountain path not far away.
"Could it be those guys from Divine Saber Pavilion found their way here? Hmph, as long as that old fellow Wei Yangtian doesn't come personally, let's see how I deal with you," Hou Yi thought coldly, grabbing the big bone club beside him.
