After they delivered the Mutant Chicken, they bought some stuff at the supermarket before they left.
No one knew how they caught this Mutant Chicken, but it didn't have a single wound on its body and was still very lively.
Though it was tied up, its eyes orbited restlessly, showing its eagerness to move.
"Hey, where did this chicken come from?" Lin Murong's eyes lit up at the sight of it.
"It was a thank-you gift from Xu Zhaixiao and the others." Su Yinhe passed the tied-up Mutant Chicken over.
As soon as Lin Murong received the chicken, he immediately untied the ropes.
The moment the ropes were off the Mutant Chicken, it tried to run away. But in the hands of foodie Lin Murong, there was no chance of escaping.
The Mutant Chicken could only flap its wings in the air, completely unable to run.
Lin Murong, holding down the Mutant Chicken, was very excited.
"This Mutant Chicken is so plump, can we eat it?" he asked Su Yinhe.
