And so, the bonfire barbecue feast came to an abrupt end.
No one, Ma Pingchuan included, wanted to stay a moment longer.
They couldn't even be bothered with pleasantries as they all slunk back into their rooms, hoping that out of sight would mean out of mind.
Unfortunately, Zou Feng had gotten into the habit of practicing his Cultivation late at night ever since his days at the Yang Mansion.
So even after they had gone inside, Zou Feng remained where he was, continuing his training for a good while longer.
The horrifying sounds, combined with that indescribable scent of roasting flesh, guaranteed a sleepless night for all.
Utterly exasperated, Ma Pingchuan had gone out and tried to make Zou Feng leave.
But Zou Feng couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge him. The smile on Ma Pingchuan's face finally vanished, and for a moment, he considered attacking and driving the man away by force.
