In the forest, the melting snow revealed a hardwood grill set up on the ground.
"Gu Lan, I'm coming for you!"
Su Zixiao shouted, charging at Gu Lan with a knife.
Rong Heng kicked him away, saying, "If you don't cook, then goodbye."
Su Zixiao, red-eyed, glared at the chicken on the grill, angrily shouting, "Gu Lan, you actually used the Azure Gold Spear to skewer the chicken! That's the Dingyuan Marquis' Azure Gold Spear!"
Gu Lan sighed and said, "Brother Hang, don't bother with him. I'll do the grilling myself."
If Gu Lan didn't know Su Zixiao was a good cook, she wouldn't have asked him to join them.
Gu Lan lit the dry kindling under the grill with a firestarter, calmly rotating the Azure Gold Spear given to her by Marquis Gu. On the spear, a pitifully dead chicken was skewered.
Rong Heng crouched beside her and said, "I think brushing on some honey would make it taste better; last time it was too dry."
"Brother Hang is right, honey-roasted chicken must be delicious."
