The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Ye Qingfeng didn't mind, but he didn't want to waste time.
Now, in the dangerous Monster Beast Desolate City, he needed to recover quickly.
So, Ye Qingfeng took out some venison and roasted it directly.
Soon, the roasted meat over the flames turned golden with an aroma that wafted into everyone's nostrils.
"Wow! Smells so good! Are you here in Monster Beast Desolate City to train or to eat meat?"
Staring at the golden and oily roasted meat, Mu Yaoyao, who hadn't eaten all day and had consumed a lot of Spiritual Power in battle, almost lost her composure to snatch the roasted meat from Ye Qingfeng's hand.
However, while waiting, Mu Yaoyao's eyes were fixated on the roasting meat on the fire.
"Not inviting Lord Dragon for good stuff..."
At some point, the Grave-digging Dragon, like Mu Yaoyao, was eyeing the roasted meat in Ye Qingfeng's hand with glowing eyes.
