The Old Yellow Bull used both its heads to think about this problem, but still couldn't figure out why these human little bugs suddenly started being so nice to it.
Could it be——
They want to eat its meat, but they're picky about the texture, so they decided to fix up all those burnt patches first before taking a bite?
This thought spun around in both of the Old Yellow Bull's brains. Even though it found it a bit unreliable, it couldn't help but feel—strangely enough—a little expectant.
If this group of human bugs really were so blind that they'd eat its meat, that would be just perfect! It wouldn't even have to bother killing them itself; they'd all just get poisoned and die.
One by one, so much less hassle and trouble.
...
In the blink of an eye, the Old Yellow Bull's thoughts did several somersaults, then it looked up, staring at Ji You with two huge pupils: "Moo——"
[Go ahead and eat.]
[Hurry up and eat.]
[Seriously, just eat already.]
