The atmosphere was grand and his steps, though unhurried and measured, covered an impressive distance with each stride. His square face serene as water yet subtly revealed a trace of worry.
The rich aroma of meat drifted across the field. A frighteningly large beast's leg, pierced by a steel spear, was roasting over the fire, occasionally dripping fat that sizzled loudly.
As the pigskin turned golden brown, Zong Shou carefully brushed it with sesame oil and coated it with spices, making the aroma even more tantalizing.
The Wild Toothed Pig, weighing over four tons, had been divided into several portions. At least half was fed to the nearby Horned Cloud Horses, mixed with yellow bean fodder, enjoying their delicious meal.
Only three legs remained, besides the one roasting. Yiin Yang and Su Chuxue each took one, eating voraciously, with grease dripping from their mouths.