"A bird's uropygial gland... in plain terms, its butt."
Shi Hao's big eyes instantly went round, and he nearly lost his grip on his milk jar.
"You can eat a butt?"
Shi Hou rolled his eyes and hung the shrunken Stone Pot back on his ear.
"Why not? That cut has the thickest fat. Give it a little roasting, and the oil starts sizzling out. But this Black-Furred Beast kept swallowing all sorts of junk. Toxins have built up in there, so it'll take a lot of work to prepare."
His words had barely fallen.
Beside them, Auntie Green-Scaled Eagle, who had just completed her atavistic evolution and had been holding her head high and chest out, suddenly shuddered, her gold-and-purple feathers trembling.
She quickly folded her enormous wings, clamped the feathers at the base of her tail tight, and drew back with an extremely unnatural movement, her eerie green eyes fixed warily on the little gray knife in Shi Hou's hand.
Not far away, the young Green-Scaled Eagles followed her example, all pressing their butts to the ground.
Even the Big Yellow Dog lying in the corner silently tucked its tail and buried its face between its paws.
The way this cook looked at meat was terrifying.
Lin Yun squeezed out from behind the crowd and grabbed Shi Hou. Her rough hands felt over his arms and legs from top to bottom.
After confirming that not even his skin had been broken, Lin Yun let out a long breath.
Then she swung her hand back and slapped Shi Shoushan, who had just approached, on the back of his head.
"You're always bragging about tearing Dragon-Horned Elephants apart with your bare hands, but when trouble really comes, you still need your son to stand in front! What the hell is