"Ji Nuan, what are you cooking in this pot? Why does it smell so good?"
Ge Xing was drawn by the aroma, his eyes lighting up as he gazed at the ceramic pot emitting an enticing bouquet, salivation almost overflowing from his eyes.
Xiu Yan, noticing the growing crowd of orcs around, felt a sudden sense of crisis. Oh no, they are all here to freeload!
He quietly retreated into the tent. After a short while, the curtain of the tent was pushed aside, and a plump Silver Wolf cub ventured out.
With its short legs, it walked over to Ji Nuan, plonked its chubby bottom down, and sat down, its front legs straight while supporting its round head, looking adorably at Ji Nuan with its watery eyes.
"Awooo~" The tail behind it wagged joyfully, the cub's appearance was incredibly cute.
Ji Nuan was instantly charmed and happily stroked its chubby body with her fair and soft hand.
"Awoooo~" The slight comfort~
