For Ye Xiwen, bickering with Little Wolf had become a habit. Though they had not met for several centuries, they swiftly recovered that familiar feeling.
In the end, their quarrel concluded with Ye Xiwen sending Little Wolf flying to the side with a slap.
Then Little Wolf huffily ran back on his own and began stuffing his mouth.
During the course of their argument, Little Kun Peng had already devoured nearly half of that demonic beast.
Little Wolf finally saw what it meant for someone to be an even bigger glutton than him. Compared to Little Kun Peng, he was truly a shaman before a great shaman.
"Ye Xiwen, are all the ones you find reincarnations of Taotie? Why do they eat like hungry ghosts reborn?" Little Wolf shot Little Kun Peng a glance.
"You're not much better yourself, are you?" Ye Xiwen said irritably, glancing at Little Wolf. Back then, Little Wolf had not been any better either. In truth, the two had been evenly matched, but Little Wolf at least exercised some restraint. Little Kun Peng, on the other hand, truly seemed inclined to eat anything he saw.
At times, Ye Xiwen even wondered whether he had somehow caused Little Kun Peng to mutate.
That was not impossible!
No matter how he looked at him, Little Kun Peng seemed somewhat abnormal. And no matter how much he ate, there was never any especially obvious change in his body.
"I'm far stronger than him, all right!" Little Wolf said indignantly. He glanced at Little Kun Peng. Compared to Ye Xiwen, his progress had been extraordinarily swift. Back then, Ye Xiwen's advancement had often not even been as fast as his. Yet after hearing Ye Xiwen recount Little Kun Peng's growth, he could not help but sigh that there truly