He hid in Braydon Neal's small villa and looked at the two halves of the imperial decree in his hand. His eyes lit up and he muttered, "I've eaten everything but the imperial decree. If I eat this thing, can I beat Brother Braydon?"
The cunning little fool was very shrewd.
He didn't cultivate on a daily basis and only wanted to play all day.
Yet, he still wanted to fight with Braydon.
Now, there was no one around.
Luke Yates picked up half of the imperial decree and opened his mouth, revealing his snow-white teeth and two sharp canine teeth. He opened his mouth and bit at the yellow scarf.
With one bite, he bit off a piece!
Luke opened his mouth and swallowed it whole. He didn't taste anything, so he took a second bite.
Half a volume of the imperial decree was eaten up within five bites!
After eating, he smacked his lips and muttered, "It doesn't taste like anything. Why does it smell like ashes? Is it a burial item?"