The night was silent, save for the hooked moon hanging in the sky. As the bustling activity of the Capital gradually subsided, the lights and candles began to flicker out.
"It's almost time..."
Moge held a piece of flesh and blood, placing it on the plate before Shengguang. Shengguang pounced immediately, grabbing the meat from the plate and crashing to the floor. The plate shattered upon impact. Fresh, bloody meat mixed with dirt was gripped crudely in Shengguang's hands, and he began biting into it, mouthful by mouthful. Juices splattered everywhere.
Chapter 147