"I think we need to grill this over!"
Ren Huan also offered his opinion. "Whether this incident was intentional or an accident, we need to salt it and grill it thoroughly, so we can make improvements next time!"
"Enough, all of you..."
Qin Feng said impatiently, "Stop standing around and get to work!"
"Right away!"
At Qin Feng's command, everyone immediately rushed forward and pinned down the fat sheep.
Baa! Baa!
The sheep struggled and bleated frantically, not wanting to be sprinkled with cumin.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host. You have caught the sheep of a Heavenly Dao Level Son of Heaven. You have obtained 10 million Villain Points!"
"What!?"
Qin Feng, who had been waiting for the sheep to be cooked, froze on the spot.
He'd only wanted to sprinkle the fat sheep with cumin. How had a Son of Heaven suddenly appeared—and a Heavenly Dao Level Son of Heaven, the highest level so far, at that?
"Could it be Long Aotian!?"
Qin Feng muttered to himself, then immediately dismissed the thought.
Long Aotian only went for the high-end stuff. The women he pursued had to be the most beautiful, his mounts the most imposing, and his gear the most powerful... How could he possibly raise an ordinary fat sheep like this?
"Could there be another new Son of Heaven!?"
Qin Feng's eyes lit up.
Just catching it had earned him 10 million Villain Points. If he sprinkled it with cumin, wouldn't he get a Super Lucky Draw Opportunity?
At that thought—
Qin Feng hurriedly stopped them from laying a hand on the sheep.
It wasn't that he was afraid of the other party. It was simply that the more, the merrier.
This was a two-and-a-half-year-old little fat sheep, tender and delicious. Lao Zhao and Little San San had to get