The group entered the house and, one by one, caught the scent of meat wafting from the kitchen. This aroma wasn't the greasy, worldly kind; instead, it was a pure, refreshing fragrance that seemed to invigorate them just by smelling it.
This was especially true for Flora Bloom, who had just been violently ill. She had expected the smell of meat to make her nauseous again, but surprisingly, it didn't. In fact, the aroma of the food, made from an evolved creature, made her mouth water.
The giant mountain chicken was enormous, so when Jade carried out five large basins brimming with chicken dishes, everyone's self-control evaporated.
Ethan Monroe, never one for ceremony, was the first to lunge forward. Just as he was about to grab some food with his hands, Flora Bloom stopped him.
"Go wash your hands. Use chopsticks."
