While the meat was being roasted, Bai Qingqing sized up Muir absently. She suddenly asked, "Has that group of eagle beastmen not left yet? You seem tired to me. Do they frequently hound you?"
It was just a simple word of concern, yet it made Muir's heart soar in joy. It felt as though there was a ball of fire burning in his chest, spreading the warmth to his four limbs and bones all over his body.
"No, I try my best to avoid them and would only occasionally bump into them. I'm among the best in the eagle tribe. It's not a problem for me to shake them off, but it would expend some energy."
Although Muir put it lightly, Bai Qingqing knew it must be extremely dangerous. She said guiltily, "I'm sorry for implicating you."
"I'm happy to be implicated by you." Muir stared at her with keen, sparkling eyes. "I'm just afraid you won't even give me the chance to be implicated by you."
