C421 Demonic Art

After defining his identity, Chu Buchu directly returned to the mountain not too far away from his Bamboo House. There were no longer two 'Little Fatty's' waiting for him to 'guide' them.

"Carl!"

Chu Buchu, who was walking away, burped. Recently, he had been eating Red Braised Meat and Snake Soup. He seemed to have indigestion …

Glancing at Chu Buchu who had left, Bai Nan stroked his long hair