Bi Fang wandered through the forest with a spear on his shoulder, the beast tooth necklace around his neck clinking with a metallic sound.
He scratched the slightly turned-up tips of his hair, looking somewhat listless, opened his mouth wide, and let out a deep yawn.
He didn't get back until the early hours of yesterday, and today, he started live streaming at 8:30 in the morning. All in all, he hadn't had a full six hours of sleep and was feeling drowsy.
[Dude, did Old Fang secretly treat himself on his day off yesterday?]
[You need to show some restraint!]
[I heard Japan has official pleasure districts (smirk)]
[Old Fang is young and strong; he must not have been able to control himself]
[Handsome Fang: Just hunted down a bear, I'm fuming mad]
"Cough cough."
Bi Fang coughed into his fist, took out his water bottle for a drink, and after taking a few deep breaths, his spirits lifted, and he quickly recovered.
