Chapter 688: Cultivator?

Stepping outside with the bowls, Fu Hao Xin's mood rose slightly as the night air cleared his lungs and thoughts. He quickly walked over and ladled out two generous portions of soup, and after handing one to Kuang Mu, he happily sat down on top of the water jug cover and prepared to dig in, only to realize Kuang Mu was still standing. "Ah, do you want me to grab a chair?"

Chuckling, Kuang Mu waved a hand to show he didn't mind and found a stone to rest on. Drinking a mouthful of soup, Kuang Mu exclaimed, "Ah, this soup is quite nice."

Nodding, Fu Hao Xin prepared to dig in, but looking at the soup, his stomach suddenly churned, and he paused. This soup… was the Beast King. The beast that had overturned his life. To think he would be sitting here and eating it all of a sudden felt rather wrong in a way.