"Oh?" Li could not help but freeze. He had originally thought this hunting group had been founded by her, but he had not expected her to have inherited it instead. Do not think inheriting something was truly that easy. Generally speaking, inheriting an organization—especially as an outsider—was far more difficult than founding one.
The most important thing was winning people's hearts. Li did not know how Kurama Fangyun had subdued these people, but it must have been an extremely difficult task.
"Living in this damned place isn't easy. Look, over five days, we hunted more than forty summoned beasts, but I also lost quite a few people. Five died, and another three probably won't be able to come here again." Kurama Fangyun let out a long sigh. "The goods are valuable, but the risks are just as great."
Before long, the water in the pot began to boil. Itachi sniffed involuntarily. He was already starving.
Next, Itachi began wolfing down the cooked summoned beast meat. Li did not stop him. Although summoned beast meat could not be eaten in large quantities, eating a little was not a problem.
He carefully examined the people here. Because they had eaten summoned beast meat for so long, their bodies had already undergone partial changes. Their physiques had become stronger, but at the same time, they showed signs of premature aging. They might develop liver and spleen ailments early on. After all, certain substances within these summoned beasts were toxic, and expelling those toxins placed a considerable burden on the liver. But none of that was really a problem. After all, how many people doing this kind of work were willing to keep doing it for long? And among those who did it for a long time, how many could live very long anyway?