Snow Wolf Plateau stretched out like a vast plain. A massive dragon boat rested there, and its decks were blazed with lights and flowing colors. Low-tier disciples moved about with freshly prepared dishes to each table. The main course that night was… wolf!0

It was the flesh of the early-stage Snow Wolf King that Fu Jiusheng had subdued and Luo Chen had slain with the Mystic Flame Sword. A faint but lingering gamy scent drifted through the grand hall. Chen Xiuli and Fairy Ruthless lifted their sleeves to cover their noses; both of them were clearly displeased by the smell.0

Luo Chen, who was seated at the head, noticed this and spoke apologetically, "Forgive me. I did not expect the chefs to leave the scent....0