Li Xiaoqiang saw the eagle swooping down from the sky. He had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "The ancients were right, when a person is down on their luck, even drinking water can make them choke. Even a little eagle dares to attack me now!"
Li Xiaoqiang stood up, reached for the longsword at his waist, and instantly performed the Sword Drawing Technique.
"Swish!"
The sharp sword light pierced through the sky, directly slicing the eagle's body into two pieces.
"Screech!"
The eagle let out a miserable cry, falling from the sky, its bright red blood splattering all over Li Xiaoqiang's face. Li Xiaoqiang stared at the Two-Winged White Tiger and said, "Go fetch that eagle for me, we're going to eat roasted meat!"
"Yes, Master!"
Soon, the Two-Winged White Tiger brought the eagle's body to Li Xiaoqiang. Li Xiaoqiang squatted by the lake, cleaning the eagle's body, and said, "White Tiger, have you ever tasted roasted meat from the human world?"
