238 Entering the Forbidden Area

Beiluo, Lake Island.

In the deep night.

The moon hung high up in the sky, glowing magnificently.

On the second floor of the White Jade City Pavilion, Lu Fan leaned back in the Thousand Blades Chair with the fire swaying gently, the wine boiling in the pot.

The flame illuminated Lu Fan's clothes. In front of him was a bonfire, and the flame had been restricted to burn within a square inch.

There was a fat fish skewered onto a wooden pole, and it was suspended above the fire to roast. Both sides were roasted to a beautiful golden yellow, the oil glistening on its body.

The little Responsive Dragon had its wings tucked neatly into itself as it opened its mouth slightly. It was salivating as it stared at the fat fish, not at all moving.

Lu Fan has one hand supporting his chin and the other controlling the fire. He turned the wooden pole to make sure the fish was cooking evenly so the meat would not be too fatty or too greasy.