Qian Yun's heart was fluttering. His moment had finally come. The sentient contracts...It was clear to him which inheritance he wanted to pursue. This path was the legacy of his forefathers!
Just before he decided to say goodbye to his teammates, he heard Han Xuhan proposing a rather reasonable suggestion.
"I'm hungry. Who's got food? I need food. We should replenish ourselves before we start playing."
Xuanyuan Zhou wordlessly pointed one of her hands toward her undead legion and a large zombie bird carrying a pouch flew over.
"Amazing! My lady really came prepared for a good adventure!"
Han Xuhan rubbed his fingers in anticipation and caught the dry packets of food she threw his way. Mu Ran also took some, and Qian Yun had no intention to refuse.
