Du Xixi smiled and went to the kitchen.
The kitchen door was closed, the Iron-eating Beast Emperor smiled warmly and glanced at the two adult Iron-eating Beasts beside him. He was about to say something to them when he suddenly locked eyes with a pair of cool eyes.
It was Ke Lian, who was wiping the fine sweat from his forehead, subtly observing the group of Iron-eating Beasts following the Iron-eating Beast Emperor, including the two little ones that Iron-eating Beast Emperor was holding.
"Marshal!" Faced with the friendly and familiar Du Xixi, the Iron-eating Beast Emperor would still joke lightly, but facing Ke Lian, there was more respect, and the smile on his face gradually subsided.
