"Smells so good!"
The three sisters of Tu Yuya couldn't help but take a deep breath. The other little fox spirits' eyes gleamed, and they were almost drooling.
A large round table with a dozen chairs arranged around it, with orange juice and Sprite ready to be served.
"Let's dig in!"
"Yay!"
A few little girls and boys picked up their chopsticks in unison, ready to start eating.
"Hmm?"
"Someone's coming."
Tu Yuya glanced sideways, pouting, "It's those wolf cubs."
"Oh?" Lu Zheng blinked.
Then everyone saw a gust of strong wind blowing in from the distance, landing on another mountain peak not far away, revealing seven or eight people.
The leader, dressed all in white like snow, had a cold and expressionless face. His gaze in this direction was sharper than the cold wind.
Even Lu Zheng felt a slight sting in his eyes. This person's cultivation seemed to be on par with Tu Yuya.
"Who is he? Not weak at all!" Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow and asked.
