There’s so truth to the old saying that accepting a gift makes you feel indebted.
Gazing at the empty stone pot and the scrawny female squatting beside it, a tiny sliver of Yuan Lang’s long-dead conscience suddenly reared its head.
He reached out, sliced so at from the huge slab in front of him, and tossed it into her stone pot. "For you."
’Don’t get any ideas just because I ate your vegetable mush. I’ve given you sothing in return, so we’re even now.’
But to his surprise, the female stared blankly for a mont before taking the chunks of at out of her stone pot and placing them on the large leaf in front of them.
"I can’t accept your at. You might not know , but I’m..."
Yuan Lang frowned, his gaze darkening as he looked at the female with the lion’s-mane-like hair. "Frankly, I don’t care who you are."
Wu Yue: "..."
’What the hell? Is that a look of suspicion in this Yuan Lang guy’s eyes? What’s his problem?’
’Does he think I’ve got a crush on him or sothing?’
’Ugh. I suddenly feel the urge to roll my eyes and laugh in frustration, just like a K-drama heroine. What a weirdo. His imagination is running wild, and it’s a sickness that needs curing!’
Forgetting all about politeness, she said bluntly, "I’m new here. The tribe let stay temporarily in the cave you used to live in. The vegetable mush today was my thank-you gift to you."
After blurting it all out in one breath, Wu Yue produced a small, palm-sized packet. "These are so herbs I picked myself and ground into a powder. This is also part of my thank-you gift."
She then let out a sigh of relief and finished, "Thank you for the use of the cave. That’s all. We won’t disturb your al any longer. We’ll be going now."
With that, she stood up, grabbed Qinghua and Qingcao, and left.
Only after the trio’s figures had vanished into the crowd did the three big cats finally react.
Teng Qian and Teng Kun imdiately grabbed each other and burst into a fit of laughter. "General, were you getting a little carried away just now?"
Teng Kun snickered. "So she was just here to thank you. You were reading too much into it, huh?"
’I can feel embarrassed on my own, but I can’t tolerate you two pointing it out so brazenly. Don’t I have any pride?’
A short while later, Yuan Lang was in a good mood, roasting at by the fire. Beside him, two figures with bruised and swollen faces huddled together, trembling.
’Why?’
’We’re all tigers, so why can’t the two of us beat a single General?’
"Yuan Lang..." A delicate, pleasant voice called out by the fire. In sharp contrast to Yuan Lang’s instantly darkening expression, Teng Qian and Teng Kun imdiately looked over, their eyes sparkling with excitent.
’Ooh, what a nice voice for a female... HOLY SHIT!!!’
’What *is* that thing!!!’
Staring at the burly figure before them, Teng Qian and Teng Kun, still clinging to one another, scrambled back to a different campfire. They looked at the baffled beastn there and laughed. "Brothers, mind if we join you guys? Is that cool?"
One of the beastn waved his hand generously. "Of course you can. If you want roasted at, cook it yourself. If you want it raw, just tear a piece off."
Compared to the jovial atmosphere over there, things on Yuan Lang’s side felt like an early winter had set in.
Ye Duo looked hurt as she gazed at the tall, powerful beastman across from her, tears welling in her eyes. "Yuan Lang, what’s wrong? Why won’t you talk to since you’ve co back? Did I do sothing wrong?"
Right then, a torrent of curses was flooding Yuan Lang’s mind. The thought that the female across from him was just as burly as he was...
Yuan Lang was utterly appalled. ’The previous owner of this body actually wanted to mate with a female like *this*?!’
’She’s hideous! Hard pass! There’s no way in hell!’
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