The usually stooped old Shaman suddenly stood upright, his hobbling characteristics abandoned as he rushed forward to intercept Ge Xing, "At least let the little she-cub wash her hands and eat something before she goes! And..."
The old Shaman's eyes sparkled as they shifted to Ji Nuan, "We still do not know what we need to do next; we surely can't let the cub just lay here all day, it's a bit cold at night."
He then pointed to the orc still howling on the Dashi.
"Ooh-ooh?" Her ankle was scratched by a small paw, followed by a familiar meow sound, Ji Nuan looked down to see a chubby little lion cub, holding a familiar beast skin in its mouth, its round eyes looking up at her.
Ji Nuan bent down to pick up the beast skin and casually picked up the plump cub of Xiu Yan. "I'll sit down for a while, I've been bending over just now, it's very tiring."
