In the secluded core of the pine forest, the glow of the furnace cast a warm light over the clearing where Eric and bald young man sat. Eric, focused on evenly cooking the spirit lion meat, and the bald young man sat with wide grin, staring at the meat.
Eric finally broke the silence with a casual inquiry. "So, Baldie, what's your real name?"
Baldie, sitting on the ground across from him, grinned. "It's Jambu, Master," he replied, his eyes reflecting a mix of respect and amusement.
Eric raised an eyebrow, a hint of recognition in his eyes. "Wait… you're the eldest son of the slave clan, aren't you? You were quite skinny back then. What happened?"
Jambu let out a hearty laugh, his round belly shaking. "To disguise myself, I ate a lot of food all day and ended up like this. It was my brilliant strategy!" he declared, his laughter echoing through the trees.
