C676 A Guardian of Mount Kunlun

"You two, not too shabby..."

In that moment, the Monkey God had guzzled down the entire pot of leopard tendon and snow ginseng soup, contentedly patting his rounded belly. Catching Ye Tian and Lu Yan Zhao's odd glances, he seemed a bit sheepish. His eyes darted around before he scrunched up his face, forcing a deep-creased smile that could send shivers down one's spine