Wen Jue's icy gaze swept over several people's faces.
With a wave of his large hand, a streak of gold instantly appeared on their faces.
Suddenly, their mouths were gagged with metal bands. Bai Zheng instantly panicked, making muffled noises non-stop.
Wen Jue saw out of the corner of his eye that Ye Qiao in the tent turned over. He thought she was disturbed by Bai Zheng's noises and instantly gave him a displeased look.
"Shut up! Or I won't mind ripping out your tongue!"
Bai Zheng, frightened, tensed up and his pupils dilated. He immediately fell silent.
At this point, Ye Qiao in the tent had already sat up, rubbing her eyes and yawning.
Wen Jue instantly softened his attitude and approached her with a loving expression, "Why don't you sleep a little longer? Did they disturb you?"
Ye Qiao waved a hand, "No, just feeling a bit hungry. The rain finally stopped. We can go to the vicinity to look for some game. I haven't eaten meat in so many days, I can hardly imagine it."
