When Zhao Heiniu spoke, Wangchuan was already starving.

Engaging in combat in the cold wind required intense focus and was quite exhausting, making hunger strike fiercely.

He pulled a pancake from his inner pocket, took a few fierce bites, and swallowed it down in a few gulps to alleviate the hunger gnawing at his stomach.

Once the hunger subsided significantly, he felt as if he had come back to life, with warmth spreading through his chest and stomach, helping to fend off the chill of the night.