Dark clouds are roaming over the group as they return to Qian Gu Villa.
The sixth prince simply looked devastated while the empress appears murderous as black shadow hovers on her face.
As servants, they are overly conscious of their masters' moods and emotion. Chest fallen, they somehow even forgotten where to out their hands properly.
"Fur is a good material for coats," Wei Lian narrates slowly. "These games have nice furs that young masters could brag about. They are relatively easy to hunt as well. Definitely a good memorabilia for the likes of them."
Tang Mei's lips twitched. He meant easier for them to gang up to, right? Third young master is definitely mocking them for hunting games that generally won't fight back a human.
"Nobles tend to illegally move these certain type of games out of their natural home and put here at Thousand Miles Mountain. As you see, they turn up overly numbered that there is no need for tracking."
