"This way..."
Prophet Bai Shuang lowered his voice, "Can it really work?"
After all, this is a lie that I fabricated!
Prophet Bai Shuang couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
"Hmm?"
Luo De noticed Bai Shuang's hesitation, and with a smile, questioned: "Do you not believe in the Saint Master?"
"Of course not."
Prophet Bai Shuang quickly followed Luo De's instructions and ordered all the Wildmen to start eating meat.
The Wildmen were even more faithful to the Saint Master than the Prophet, and without hesitation, they grabbed the half pound of meat and began tearing into it.
Before long, all the chunks of meat were in their stomachs.
Tasa was the first to finish.
As he swallowed the last bite, he looked at his limbs incredulously, twisting his body with a look of astonishment.
The next second, he knelt directly on the ground and bowed to Luo De.
"Thank the Saint Master for granting me strength!"
Tasa's voice was full of joy and devotion.
