In the small grove, Ding Chuan ate meat.
At first, he was full of caution and anxiety—it was, indeed, a gamble with his life.
But when a person reaches a certain situation, sometimes there is no choice but to bet.
It was not just because Ding Chuan was short on food—
In fact, although Ding Chuan lacked food, when it came to the point of starvation, as a cultivator, he had other means to survive.
That last resort, however, should be avoided if possible.
And now, the presence of Chen Xu provided another path for Ding Chuan.
After a cautious test, he began to try eating the meat.
One bite, two bites, three bites...
Then, Ding Chuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace of eating.
He simply couldn't control himself, as the meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, every bite filled with pure and abundant meaty aroma.
