At this time, the little black snake coiled by the stove was huffily hissing, "That damn Xiu Yan, he's out there feasting, yet he's left us beasts here to guard the tent."
"Squeak~" The little fluffy ball on the side also raised its head, a piece of dried meat in its mouth. After chewing twice, it squeaked with discontent, "I feel the same! Xiu Yan is becoming more and more despicable."
The two beasts grumbled about Xiu Yan in the tent.
Meanwhile, the very beast they were complaining about was happily busy around the fire, roasting food for the small female cub.
Ji Nuan set up seven pots on the empty ground in front of the tent and stewed orc's dried meat and the game that Ying Da brought today separately in each pot. He also took out the seasoning he had prepared for the stewed meat and added some into each pot.
