Under the nourishment of this power, Ye Feng had gradually relaxed. Now, he almost did not need to do anything to recover.
After an unknown period of time, Ye Feng was called to participate in the Murloc tribe's grand victory banquet.
The banquet had long been prepared and everyone was waiting for Ye Feng to take his seat.
Ye Feng arrived at the scene and walked to the perfect round table carved out of clam shells in the middle. He took a look at the dishes on it.
It was still the original recipe! It was still the original taste!
Sashimi, sashimi, sashimi...
They were all raw. Moreover, they were not small. After experiencing the recovery of spiritual energy, even a creature the size of a flea could grow to the size of an elephant.
One could imagine the countless plates of fish fillets in front of him.
Ye Feng sat down and picked up a wine cup made of conch. "Everyone, eat. Don't stand on ceremony."