Bab 293: What a Bibi Grass!

Chubby held a skewer of meat in each hand, his mouth smeared with grease. He couldn't help but praise, "Feather Dust, your barbecuing skills are impressive, just like a restaurant."

Feather Dust blushed slightly and modestly replied, "Not at all, it's mainly because our boss provided good ingredients and tools."

Leo shook his head and laughed, "Enough, enough, you're making such a fuss over some skewers."

Everyone was cheerfully grilling, but around them, a group of uninvited guests were gathering.

Dozens of pairs of green eyes, radiating greed, were fixed on Leo and his friends. It wasn't clear if they were lusting after the barbecue or the living humans themselves.

"Boss, there seem to be wolves!" Drunkard also sensed the change around them and quickly warned. He checked the levels of these wolves and found them all to be question marks, which made him nervous.