An Internal Strife

"Oh, so you're saying that we should just go hungry and leave the aromatic snake meat alone?" Song Yun retorted sarcastically, "By then, we might have already starved to death. We wouldn't have made it until now."

Bai Shao was not a good-tempered person either. He suddenly got up and looked down at Song Yun. "Of all the snakes you could've eaten, do you have to eat that one? Aunt Fang already said that it's a rare species that lives in group. Are you deaf?"

Song Yun sneered, "Aunt Fang huh... You're calling her so affectionately. Since you listen to her so well, why didn't you stop her when she was leaving? Hypocritical."

"It's good that she's gone." Bai Shao's voice was neither loud nor soft, only enough for the people around him to hear him. "She's gone to Bai Lin's team and won't have to suffer with you guys anymore."