The eyes are the windows to the soul; from them you can see the moods, the spirituality, even more complex emotions of a sentient being.
But right now, in Tang Haofei's eyes there wasn't the slightest glimmer of intelligence; what radiated from them was nothing but bestial cruelty and ferocity.
And a beast is never picky about its food…
He was tormented by hunger, so he greedily devoured flesh and blood. Only when every scrap of the Guardian's flesh on the ground had been swept clean did Tang Haofei finally stop this barbaric act, flop onto his back on the soil of the treasure land, and gulp for breath.
He closed his eyes; his powerful digestion rapidly dissolved the flesh in his belly, converting it into energy to replenish himself. Very soon, he drifted off into sleep.
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