Ao Xuan looked at Fang Chen and asked, "Your Glazed Sword Sect killed the Spirit Dog Saint's Sky-Sniffing Dog, and now you're going to stew it and eat it? Aren't you afraid the Ye Family will retaliate? They're the Xuanhuang Great Emperor's lineage. Their strength ranks among the very best of your Human Race—they're one of the Four Great Families!"
Fang Chen smiled. "The Ye Family may be powerful, but they're nothing to fear. We're already locked in a fight to the death with them. If death awaits us either way, we might as well eat the dog meat. I came specifically to invite you all to try it. Chances like this don't come often. Of course, if you're afraid of the Ye Family's retaliation, forget I asked!"
"Hahaha..."
The Dragon Turtle could not help bursting into laughter. He did not care for dog meat, but Fang Chen had come all this way to invite them. Refusing would be a slight to Fang Chen, who was now a valued friend of the Dragon Race. They would not dare neglect him.
The Ye Family might be strong, but the Dragon Race lived far from the Barbaric Continent. No matter how powerful the Ye Family was, it would not dare come to these boundless waters to challenge them. And if it did, the Dragon Race had the strength to make sure its people never returned.
After laughing, the Dragon Turtle said to Fang Chen, "Floating Immortal Fellow Daoist, I'd love to eat that dog meat too, but we can't leave at a time like this. If we all go to the feast, we'll leave this place exposed. The Devil Race could well seize the chance to strike!"
Fang Chen frowned slightly. "I overlooked that."
Ao Xuan also spoke up. "Floating Immortal Fellow