"Hmm, smells so good!"
At the edge of the Flame Abyss.
Surrounded by a sea of fire.
Chen Futu, sitting cross-legged on the ground, said with a face filled with indulgent satisfaction.
The mother dog, skinned and gutted, was now almost fully roasted.
The aroma from the various seasonings sprinkled on it spread everywhere.
Chen Futu learned these tricks from Qin Fan.
Otherwise, how would he have the chance to enjoy all those delicacies from Earth?
Admittedly, Chen Futu had a foodie instinct that surpassed Qin Fan's under his influence.
Just judging by the aroma, Qin Fan couldn't match it at all.
Yet amidst his enjoyment.
Splash!
The mother dog, nearly done roasting on the rack, was tipped over onto the ground.
Covered in dirt!
"Damn it!"
Caught off guard, with his efforts spoiled, Chen Futu shouted tearlessly.
Zoom!
As he spoke.
Qin Fan came riding on the fire dog.
