Corbin and the Crest of Dawn Chapter 13

Corbin, who was far away from the Demon God of Dust, had a chill down his spine. He always felt like someone was talking about him. After recovering, he continued to cut the vegetables under the knife.

Finally, he chopped up the previously failed mechanism and used it as firewood, squatting in front of the stove to light the pot.

"When will things get better?" Guizhi asked Corbin pitifully with his face in his hands, and Corbin pressed Guizhi back speechlessly.

"Why does the mighty Demon God look like he hasn't eaten yet?" Corbin said, speeding up his hands.

"Hey, there is no place to cook in my cave, and humans are in awe of me. Who has the nerve to ask them for food?"