Late at night, there was no wind. Beneath the starlit sky and moonlight, the contours of the forest sea rose and fell.
By the moonlight, a column of smoke could be seen clearly. Before it rose as high as the mountain, it dispersed and spread, like a tiny patch of cloud and mist in the night.
Half a log in the campfire gradually went out.
When the flames vanished, the smoke grew thicker. Dark-red charcoal crackled and popped. Several rough men lay sprawled crookedly beside the fire, their snores rivaling the beasts in the forest. Someone's foot, its instep covered in black hair, rested atop another man. Thick leg hair drifted in the breeze, and the smell was choking.
Zhen Bei was not asleep. Using a Wooden Stick, he raked out the sweet potatoes buried in the fire and knocked off the charcoal ash.
Bai Yujun had already eaten and drunk her fill before leaving through the Light Pillar. Sitting beside him now was Bai Yujun's Dragon Scale Clone, which had followed him for many years.
He set the piping-hot sweet potatoes on a rock to cool, then picked up the leg bone Bai Yujun had discarded.
Crack~
After breaking it open, he revealed the delicacy inside and handed it to the Dragon Scale Clone.
"Want some? It tastes really good. Don't mind it—it's what you left behind after eating."
The Dragon Scale Clone nodded and accepted the leg bone, directly grabbing the roasted marrow with her hand to eat. Every now and then, her gaze swept toward the sweet potatoes.
Zhen Bei silently moved the sweet potatoes closer to himself. He had gone to great trouble to roast the sugar out of them, and he had no intention of giving up that hard-won bit of sweetness. He intended to