Bai Chen had no choice but to fetch some water to wash his face. After washing several times and feeling it was odorless, he looked speechlessly at Liu Yan.

"Deacon Liu, what exactly did you feed Shi Feng?"

Liu Yan's gaze drifted to the ceiling beams, mumbling, "…Nothing much."

Bai Chen was speechless, "Nothing much? How did it end up like this? It's almost as round as a ball! If it gets any fatter, it'll have to tear down my house to get in."