Su Yue didn't eat the Short-snout Pig, but not because he was soft-hearted. He had no seasonings. He didn't have a fire source, either. Eating raw meat and drinking blood was out of the question; it would lead to all sorts of diseases.
Even before killing the Short-snout Pig, Su Yue could already smell a thick, foul stench. The taste of this pig would definitely be terrible. Even if he had a fire source, without scallions, ginger, or cooking wine to remove the gamey smell, he most likely wouldn't be able to swallow a single bite of its meat.
"Stupid pig, I'm asking you. Do you or do you not know which Seven-rhombus Bamboo can mutate?"
SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK!
Su Yue forcibly suppressed his anger, asking in the monster pig's language. It was a very terrible experience.
"Bah! What kind of thing are you? You're not worthy of speaking to this pig! You have absolutely no right to try and kill me."
