Liu Qing Took to His Heels: Brother, to Avoid Becoming a Eunuch, I Can Only Let You Suffer

An Yi waved the skewer of grilled meat in his hand and invited them warmly, "Want to sit down and have some? We've all spent the whole day chasing and running through the forest. You must be hungry, right?"

Lin Xiuya glanced at the sky, then sniffed the irresistible aroma of grilled meat. After a moment's thought, he actually nodded. "Then thank you, Brother Nangong."

With that, Lin Xiuya actually put away his folding fan and led his wary teammates over without hesitation, finding an open spot beside the campfire to sit down.

An Yi was generous, deftly handing each of them a portion of grilled meat.

Watching from the side, Liu Qing and his companions wore exceedingly strange expressions.

Still, after a whole day of exertion, they were so hungry their stomachs practically stuck to their backs. Since the pot was already cracked, they might as well smash it altogether; they simply joined the others and began eating.

And so, in this Primeval Forest that should have been filled with fighting and ambushes, an utterly bizarre scene unfolded:

A group of elite senior students tasked with hunting and their prey, the new students, actually sat around the same fire, enjoying grilled meat in perfect harmony.

For a while, the atmosphere was inexplicably peaceful. Some even began exchanging tips on getting the meat cooked just right.

Once everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, An Yi washed his hands with clean water and rose, turning his calm gaze toward Lin Xiuya.

"Now that we've finished eating, are you planning to come at me together, or one at a time?"

Lin Xiuya's eyelid twitched. With a wry chuckle, he asked frankly, "Brother Nangong, before we fight, could you tell me your true cultivation level? If the gap between us is