The campfire was soon built.
Feng Xiaotian sat alone in a corner, ill at ease, seemingly worried that his relationship with Huo Wu would end here.
To his surprise, Huo Wu actually approached him of her own accord and even struck up a conversation.
"Xiaotian, if you were this strong, why didn't you show it before?"
Feng Xiaotian felt both surprised and delighted. He answered awkwardly, "Huo Wu, I just didn't want you to see my violent side."
Huo Wu rolled her eyes. "I'm a Soul Master too! Not some ordinary woman who's never seen blood. Spare me that routine."
After a pause, her tone softened considerably. "Still, your strength has been improving awfully fast lately. You've actually become a Soul King."
Everyone from the two teams witnessed this scene and found it rather amusing.
All Feng Xiaotian had done was reveal his strength, and Huo Wu had started pursuing him. Then what had all his past behavior as her devoted lapdog amounted to?
Of course, Huo Wu's willingness to love and hate without reservation was admirable.
Huo Lie watched the scene with satisfaction. "As elders, it isn't our place to meddle in the youngsters' relationships, but there are still some things we need to teach them."
"Mr. Qin, you must give Xiaotian some proper guidance. Treating each other with the courtesy of honored guests is fine, but don't let it turn into one-sided devotion again. I know Huo Wu's temperament. She's very proud, and if Xiaotian gives too much, she'll feel uncomfortable."
Qin Yuan smiled and nodded.
Then he walked over to the campfire and took a Spirit Beast's leg out of his Soul Tool. "Come and have some roast meat, everyone. This leg came from a ten-thousand-year soul beast. Eating it will be a great help to your