"Gulp... Gulp..."
Chen Jiujue, smelling the enticing aroma, couldn't stop swallowing saliva.
He wanted to proceed alone, but was wary of the demonic monsters that might be lurking inside the cave, so he could only wait here helplessly.
Every few seconds, he would provide Su Hang with 1 Point of Violence Value.
"Ding ding ding..."
A WeChat message arrived.
Su Hang checked it, and the first one was from Ji Fangling: "Master, you're so naughty, you've drawn out the little worm of hunger in my stomach."
She also sent a selfie with a look of resentment.
"Congratulations, you've delivered a Spiritual Critical Hit to Ji Fangling, Violence Value +1!"
The second was from Liu Jingyin, whose grievances seemed to seep through the phone screen: "What are disciples for? Su Hang, the First Deputy Director of Chujiang Province, shows everyone with his actions that disciples are meant to do clerical work for him."