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Dinner was not bad.

Monkey brain, monkey meat, and monkey blood.

Chu Xiaoye did not show mercy to these fearless monkeys.

Out of the twenty-over monkeys, more than ten were left behind and turned into dinner for the pride.

For a moment, blood filled the air and debris covered the ground.

Chu Xiaoye personally brought a monkey corpse in front of the little girl and let her enjoy it. He stared meaningfully at the expression on her face.

The little girl only hesitated for a few seconds before taking out the sharp knife.

Although the monkey's appearance and actions were rather similar to humans, it was not a human. The little girl did not have any worries.

Furthermore, she had always been trying to forget her human identity.

Chu Xiaoye turned around and left, but he did not eat.

He did not like the smell of monkeys.