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After taking the tiger meat, Luo Feifan jumped up again. It was a pity that this tiger was here. If it was put down again, the meat would stink.

It was a good thing that the weather was cold on top of Mount Zhong. The tiger meat had yet to rot and was instead blown dry by the wind.

"Hey, Xiao Ziyi, you really aren't helping out? If you still don't eat the tiger meat