Fat dripped from the bear paws into the flames, sizzling as it fell.
"As expected of bear paws hundreds of thousands of years old. They smell amazing!"
Qin Qi crouched beside the fire and took a deep breath, the rich aroma rushing straight to his brain!
"They'd be delicious roasted just like this, but that's not enough. Wait here."
"I'm going to find something good."
As Qin Qi spoke, he pushed off with his feet. The ground shattered in an instant, and he vanished.
"Snow Empress, do you really not think Qin Qi is strange?"
Bo Saixi crouched beside the campfire. She had so many things she wanted to complain about.
But looking at the Snow Empress's utterly unruffled expression, she forced herself to hold them back.
"No."
The Snow Empress deftly prepared another bear paw and set it over the fire to roast alongside the first.
"First Worship, stop looking at the Snow Empress. The fact that she and Qin Qi got together says it all."
"These two..."
Zi Zhenzhu pointed at her temple. "Both have something wrong up here."
"True."
Bo Saixi sighed. What normal woman would cook so calmly after a large-scale slaughter?
While they were talking, Qin Qi returned with pure wild honey in his hands.
"Honey-roasted meat. Delicious as hell!"
Qin Qi spread the honey evenly over the bear paws. As the flames heated them, their surfaces turned golden.
"Xue'er, the most important thing when roasting meat is the heat. Too little, and the flavor won't penetrate."
"Too much, and the meat turns tough. It tastes best only when the heat is just right!"
With millisecond precision, Qin Qi controlled how much heat every part of the bear paws received.
By the time the bear paws were fully cooked, their aroma filled the air, making