Lin Baici didn't care about social etiquette.
Because the strong don't need to care about these things, whatever they do is right.
"Shall we talk in the office?"
Xia Hongyao invited.
The camp was filled with people watching, and some were already peeking over.
Inside a tent, a one-eyed man was holding a cup of coffee, observing quietly.
On the gray liquid coffee surface, there were no ripples, surprisingly showing the scene outside the camp.
In the evening, the Hotpot Fairy hosted a meal.
The hotpot was made with ingredients he had personally prepared.
It even contained food he had obtained from some God's ruins.
"Come on, try this!"
The Hotpot Fairy boasted, using a pair of serving chopsticks to clip a piece of meat into Lin Baici's bowl: "This is meat I got after slaughtering a dinosaur. Normally, I wouldn't be willing to eat it!"
In God's ruins, anything was possible.
