Huo Yuhao's feelings were rather complicated. Given where he stood, he would certainly be at odds with Shrek Academy in the future, and these Inner Academy disciples-or rather, the current Shrek Seven Devils-would undoubtedly become its pillars.
So, logically speaking, Huo Yuhao should not save them. He should simply watch them die.
But this time, unlike in his previous life, he was not viewing these characters through a reader's eyes. He was experiencing everything firsthand.
They were all living, breathing people. He had crossed paths with some of them, shared meals and conversations, and exchanged a few harmless jokes.
Though there was no real friendship between them, most of them had no grudge against him either, apart from Dai Yueheng.
Knowing everyone's tragic future and still leaving them to die put a little pressure on Huo Yuhao's conscience. Thus, he was considering whether to offer them a warning.
"Cluck, cluck..."
Suddenly, several red birds darted through the nearby bushes. Their bodies were scarlet, their tails adorned with brilliantly colored feathers. They looked rather like Kunkun.
"Lanqiu Chickens?" Ning Tian said in surprise.
"Ning Tian, what did you say?" Xuan Zi, who was hiding in the shadows, transmitted his voice to them.
"Those are Lanqiu Chickens. They only appear deep in the mountains and are an extremely precious ingredient. They take about two and a half years to mature. Their meat is tender and fresh, and chewing it releases a peculiar fragrance. They're known as an exquisite delicacy bestowed upon humanity by the God of Food," Ning Tian explained.
"I read about them in the Sect's records when I was little. I thought they had gone extinct a thousand years ago because humans hunted them so extensively. I never expected a population to still exist in the Mingdou Mountain Range."
"Slurp..."