The Black Eagle didn't even glance at the Flame Lion and replied slowly, "No fighting."
"It's a waste of energy, starving the stomach."
Their food is already scarce, so why waste energy fighting?
Fighting wouldn't yield a victor and carries the risk of going hungry.
Currently, they can only drink one Nutritional Supplement a week, and one Nutritional Supplement can only ensure a day's satiety; for the other six days, they would have to starve.
The Black Eagle wouldn't engage in such futile efforts. If the Flame Lion wanted to fight, it would just lie there and let it.
However, upon hearing this, the Flame Lion's stomach began to growl.
It lay down sullenly, "So hungry."
Qing Que emerged from the bushes, grooming its feathers while saying, "I told you to move less, and now you're hungry, aren't you?"
The Flame Lion rolled its eyes at Qing Que, "Aren't you hungry?"
"Not hungry," Qing Que replied.
"Gu gu," someone's stomach growled unexpectedly.
