Jing Luo could not wait to tear off a plump chicken thigh. Juices instantly overflowed and slid down the meat as a rich aroma filled everyone's noses.
"There! The wild pheasant you hunted—this leg rightfully belongs to you."
He Shichang did not stand on ceremony with him; he took the chicken thigh and bit into it. In just an instant, the tender texture of the chicken filled his mouth. It was completely unlike the roast chicken they usually ate, which was stringy and tasteless. In a few ravenous bites, he devoured the entire chicken thigh.
Chapter 55