A bowl of impurities could be filtered out from a bucket of salt, with there being sand and floating algae. There were even dead bugs and small fishes. The earlier displeased tiger beastmen didn't dare to say a single word.
All the salt was mixed with water and filtered, even the half bucket of salt that had been extracted through boiling was no exception.
After it was done, the sky had turned dark, and the beastmen left.
The leopard cubs had run wild for a day. They returned with their own hunt.
"Howl—"
The three cubs placed their hunt by their mother's feet and grabbed onto her lower thigh.
Even though their claws were drawn back, Bai Qingqing's skin still hurt from their scratches. She could vaguely smell a farting stench and lowered her head to see a blue-tailed fox covered in blood next to her foot.
That blue color was too bright, and Bai Qingqing instantly felt that something was amiss.
