The Human Race, Chen Capital.
Inside the dining hall.
"Bring me another ten bowls of rice, a basin of roast meat, and a basin of beast milk!" Gungun, who had taken human form, raised a hand toward the serving area and shouted.
The dining hall steward's face darkened. More? Are you a damned human or a monster? How can you eat so much?!
He then looked toward Yi, who sat across from Gungun. Were they really supposed to give him more?
"Hurry up and bring the rice, meat, and beast milk." Receiving the steward's questioning look, Yi gave the order without hesitation.
Since the leader of the Youxiong Tribe had spoken, the steward could only reply helplessly, "Yes, Chief Yi."
Then several people carried over ten bowls of rice, a basin of roast meat, and a basin of beast milk and set them on the table.
Then...
"Raaawr~ Munch, munch~" Like a gale sweeping away scattered clouds, Gungun swiftly demolished everything, chewing noisily.
After finishing, he belched and rubbed his belly. "Not bad. There's just hardly any spiritual energy in it."
The steward: "..."
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Gungun looked up at the roof, sensing something. He raised his arm and snapped his fingers under Yi's puzzled gaze. Instantly, space and time throughout Chen Capital were frozen, leaving everyone within, including Xuandu, completely motionless.
The Law of Silence. Pretty badass, right?
Whoosh! Gungun then transformed into a streak of divine light and vanished from his seat.
On an auspicious cloud above Chen Capital.
With a flash of divine light, Gungun appeared.
"Greetings, Witch Scribe!" Crown Prince Changqin bowed to Gungun with his hands clasped.
"Mm, what did you need me for?" Gungun asked Crown Prince Changqin.
"Reporting to the Witch Scribe, Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, recently