However, the tribespeople who had initially thought this was a punishment for the Iron Claw Worms gradually began to think otherwise.
It wasn't that they no longer wanted revenge; the aroma wafting from the stone pot was simply too intoxicating.
The Beastmen and Half beastmen had the strongest reaction. They gathered in clusters around the four stone pots, staring at the Iron Claw Worms, which had turned from black to a bright red. They were practically drooling rivers.
Even the Clan Leader and the witch, who were sitting on their grass mats eating roasted meat, couldn't help but fix their gazes on the scene.
They both swallowed hard and exchanged a look. A bold idea suddenly surfaced in their minds, and a matching flicker of excitement appeared in their eyes.
By now, Wu Yue had the slaves bring over the chickens they had been raising. Thanks to the care of the young slaves, the chickens were much plumper than when they had been free-range. Each one was satisfyingly chubby.
