Chapter 17 The Hidden Talents of Farmers_1
After Yan Xing threatened the werewolves, he walked out of the prison. The iron door, covered with a barbed wire net, swung shut. Inside Thorn Prison, Eddie remained alone, guarding lunch and facing the ferocious werewolves.
By Eddie’s side, boxes filled with food were piled into three stacks. On one side was a barrel filled with egg flower soup, on the other an insulated box with steamed buns, and there were ten large iron bowls for drinking the soup.
Eddie opened the soup barrel. The fragrance of egg flower, the umami of seaweed, and the aroma of sesame oil blended, instantly filling the entire prison.
The scent teased the noses of the werewolves, making the hungry pack restless.
Eddie picked up the ladle and tapped the barrel, speaking haughtily, "Listen up. My Lord is merciful. He’s letting you eat delicacies you could never afford in your lifetimes.
"I’ll untie your ropes in a moment. Don’t cause trouble, and don’t fight over food. Line up one by one and come to me to get your meals. Whoever misbehaves won’t even think about getting dinner!"
After finishing his speech, Eddie put down the ladle and walked over to the Great Werewolf Gang Ya.
Gang Ya was bound and sitting on the ground. Eddie looked down on him before fearlessly squatting to untie his ropes.
The other werewolves were also unbound.
The werewolves looked at Gang Ya, who in turn inspected the cell that encircled them.
The wire mesh fence seemed very flimsy. Through its grid, one could clearly see outside.