"Probably not, but there are so many rooms in the castle—there are a few wood sheds next to the pit, just shift a few bundles of firewood out and people can sleep in them." Bai Qingqing said with keen interest, "Also, salt powder and whatnot—it won't kill someone to go without for a few days… the tiger king is not obliged to provide that."
The frightened Eudora didn't dare to shoot her mouth off anymore. After glaring at Bai Qingqing to show that she wasn't willing to admit defeat, she went downstairs.
She had just gone down the stairs when her body abruptly stopped in its tracks. "Tig… tiger king."
There were two tiger beastmen standing downstairs, and one of them was Winston. He was holding a plate of vegetables and meat, his face so tense it made him resemble a wooden sculpture as he looked up at Eudora.
Body trembling, Eudora ran away frantically.
