Standing over 1.9 meters tall, Han Shuo naturally exuded an intimidating presence as he strolled out from the inner room. Even among the generally tall mountain people, he stood head and shoulders above the rest. The uncanny air he had acquired through practicing the Demonic Cultivation Art drew even more attention.
Han Shuo approached with a smile, took platters of meat roasted to a glistening golden brown from his Spatial Ring, and set them on the table before everyone.
"Everyone, I made a special trip a little farther afield to hunt some unusual meats elsewhere. Why not try them and see how they taste?" Having set out several large platters of meat, Han Shuo smiled and invited everyone to dig in.
Off to one side, Jack was being pestered by Dokes about military supplies. The moment he smelled the meat, his stomach, which had gone so long without any, could no longer resist its craving for good food. Shaking off the relentless Dokes, Jack ran straight over.
Dokes was an ambitious warmonger. His sole interest was in doing everything he could to make the forces under his command stronger, so they could unleash even more explosive killing power in future battles.
Thus, Dokes had recently taken a keen interest in Jack, the little fatty in charge of finances, trying every means to get more equipment out of him. Initially frightened of Dokes, Jack had gradually grown more composed and had not given Dokes everything he wanted as quickly as he wished.
"You rascal. Heh." Seeing Jack hurry over, Han Shuo smiled and shook his head before casually addressing the five mountain leaders. "Don't just stand there. Dig in! These aren't things you get to eat every day."
Seeing that Han Shuo was not as cold and aloof as they had