Ma Hongjun chuckled and grabbed a drumstick, stuffing it into his mouth. The grease, meat, and seasoning blended perfectly, as if performing an enticing dance on his tongue.
So delicious!
His eyes shone as he chewed in huge mouthfuls, his words already somewhat unclear.
"Don't we... still have the teachers...?"
"What am I afraid of?"
Flender and Zhao Wuji—one the dean, the other the vice dean; one a level-seventy-eight agility-attack Battle Soul Master, the other a level-seventy-six power-attack Battle Soul Master. Just those two alone could walk sideways through Sunset Forest.
Not to mention Shao Xin, a level-seventy-two food-system Soul Saint; Lu Qibin, a level-sixty-seven control-system Soul Emperor; and Li Yusong, a level-sixty-three power-attack Soul Emperor.
This lineup...
Three Soul Saints and two Soul Emperors serving him alone, helping a tiny level-thirty Soul Elder like him find a Soul Ring...
It was simply blissful!
Worry?
What was there to worry about?
Worrying that he might accidentally upset his stomach from eating?
As for Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts... there were no Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in Sunset Forest.
This trip was meant for relaxing!
Seizing the moment while Ma Hongjun was distracted, Oscar grabbed the remaining drumstick. "It's mine!"
With a tug,
he tore off the greasy drumstick in one piece and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes immediately lighting up.
"Mmm—"
"Not bad, not bad..."
With meat in his mouth, his speech became unclear as well.
Ma Hongjun's gaze instantly sharpened. "Well, well, Xiao Ao, you dare sneak attack me!"
He immediately prepared to shove the chicken bone he had just finished gnawing into Oscar's mouth.
"Take this!"
Oscar nimbly dodged and covered his mouth in exaggerated disgust. "Blech, blech, blech..."
"You're disgusting..."
The two chased each other through the lush primeval forest, fooling around. From the thick canopy overhead, an