Just stepping out of the courtyard, he was stunned.
He saw Zhen Xiaoxiao holding a one-legged copper man in one hand, and a large pig leg in the other, eating with oil all over his mouth.
Upon seeing Su Mo, he hurriedly waved the pig leg:
"Master..."
The moment he finished those four words, he quickly hid the pig leg behind his back and sheepishly laughed, saying:
"I'm just having a little snack."
"..."
Su Mo nodded: "Go ahead and eat, don't forget to focus on your skills."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Hearing Su Mo say this, Zhen Xiaoxiao was relieved, taking another big bite of the pig leg.
Xiangtian Sect felt like he was getting greasy just by watching.
Subconsciously, he wiped the corner of his mouth, looking towards Su Mo:
"Hall Master...what's going on here?"
"Hold on a moment."
Su Mo glanced at the sick young master.
Then he saw the sick young master take out a small sandalwood box from his bosom.
Opening the lid, a colorful butterfly rested inside.
