The Honey Immortal Clan had rules. It was not free to do absolutely anything it pleased.
As one of the greatest clans in this world, it could indeed do much as it liked.
But the Food God was the most powerful being in this world, and the Honey Immortal Clan worshipped him. It had to consider his wishes and do everything it could to let him taste more delicious foods.
If it slaughtered the innocent and drove the world's living creatures to extinction at will, the variety of food would inevitably dwindle, and many flavors would vanish into the long river of time.
That was something no member of the Food Immortal Clan would allow.
So although the Honey Immortal Clan was powerful, it did not kill indiscriminately like a natural disaster. It killed with purpose and captured specific targets.
At the bottom of the Honey Immortal Clan's hierarchy, the Bee People rarely had a chance to feast. They usually received only enough food to survive. Whenever they had a mission, they often laid traps to catch people breaking the rules and occasionally seized members of other races for a bite to eat.
After the Honey Immortal Clan left, a flower suddenly bloomed on the ground.
An eye appeared among its stamens. It watched quietly in the direction the Honey Immortal Clan had gone, then snapped shut and disappeared into the tofu.
"A pleasure working with you!"
Nameless sat in the bamboo house and reached an agreement with Tuan Tuan, the leader of the Panda Clan.
Suddenly, his expression shifted, and his eyes narrowed. He had known this hurdle would not be so easy to clear.
After Wang Zong's death, he had become somewhat wary of the Food Immortal Clan and had imagined its actions in the worst possible light.