Chapter 53: Being Overly Sentimental

As the saying goes, "don't bite the hand that feeds you," there's still some truth to that.

Looking at the empty stone pot before him and the scrawny little female crouched by its edge, Yuan Lang's long-extinguished conscience suddenly gave a tiny twitch.

He reached out, cut a piece from the large chunk of meat before him, and tossed it into the female's stone pot: "Here you go."

Don't think that because I, the general, ate your wild vegetable paste you'll cling to me—I've already given a return gift, so we owe each other nothing.

But unexpectedly, after the little female stared blankly for a moment, she took the meat out of the stone pot and placed it on the large leaf before them.

"I can't take your meat; you might not know me—I am..."

Yuan Lang frowned, his gaze deep as he looked at the lion-headed little female before him: "Frankly, I don't want to know who you are."

Wuyue:...

Damn it, the male named Yuan Lang looks wary—what does that mean?

You think this sis is into you?

Huh~ Suddenly I felt like rolling my eyes and scoffing like a Korean drama heroine—what the heck is this? Overthinking is a sickness that needs curing!

Not caring about politeness anymore, I bluntly said: "I'm a newcomer to the tribe, so the cave-dwelling tribe that you previously lived in gave me temporary shelter, and today's wild vegetable paste is my thank-you gift."

After saying that in one breath, Wu Yue took out a palm-sized small packet: "These are some herbs I gathered myself, already made into powder—also a thank-you gift."

Then she let out a breath as a closing: "Thanks for the cave—just like that, I won't disturb your meal; we're leaving."

Having said that, she stood up, took Qing Hua and Qingcao's hands, and left.

Only after the three figures disappeared into the crowd did the three big cats react.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun instantly hugged each other, laughing: "General, were you just being overly sentimental?"

Teng Kun hehehed: "Maybe the little female just came to thank you—you're reading too much into it."

I can be embarrassed myself, but you guys saying that outright—I can't take it, do I have no face?

After a while, Yuan Lang, in good spirits, sat by the fire roasting meat, while the two bruised and swollen ones huddled together, shivering.

Why?

Everyone's a blockhead, so why can't those two even match up to the general alone?

"Yuan Lang..." a soft, pleasant voice sounded by the fire; compared to Yuan Lang's instantly darkening face, Teng Qian's two eyes instantly lit up and looked over.

Oh~ the little female's voice is really nice... Holy shit!!!

What the hell is this!!!

Looking at the hulking mass before them, Teng Qian and Teng Kun hugged each other and shuffled back to another fire, going "zoom zoom zoom", and looking at the bewildered beastfolk, they laughed: "Brothers, want to team up with us?"

The beastfolk generously waved a hand: "Of course—if you want cooked meat, cook it yourself; if you want raw meat, tear it yourself."

Compared to the hilarity over here, Yuan Lang's side has practically entered winter early.

Ye Duo looked resentfully at the tall, sturdy beastfolk across from her, tears welling in her eyes: "Yuan Lang, what's wrong with you? Why, after coming back, have you stopped talking to me? Did I do something wrong?"

At this moment, Yuan Lang's mind had ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping wildly, thinking of the female across from him who was just as stalwart as he...

Yuan Lang felt utterly awful—the original host actually still wanted to pair up with such a female!!!

Ugly rejection! He absolutely refuses!