Chapter 336: Endurance Has Its Limits

No sooner had he stepped out of Bartheby Prison's main gate than Liu was clamoring about his hunger, insisting on getting something to eat.

This Beamon Shaman steadfastly adhered to the tradition of never consuming the food of his enemies, and all the Ant Cows had been rounded up by the Flying Camel Army, including the one brought by the Beamon Shaman himself. These honey juice-producing treasures were carefully corralled near the beehive chambers where the imperial arrow bees were bred.

Rommel had no choice but to take him to the beehive chambers.

Along the way, Liu was full of praise for the well-appointed greenery within the Flying Camel military camp, asking if all the army camps were built according to this layout? Such comprehensive planning was truly beautiful!

Clothes may make the man, but a braggart's claims will never hold up.