Over here, Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan had just returned to their tent with their beasts. They were barely seated in their beast skin seats when a chill flickered in Xiu Yan's eyes. He pulled Ji Nuan behind him, coldly shouted at the corner, "Come out!"
Ya Li's gaze was just as dangerous as Xiu Yan's, both staring at the same spot.
Ji Nuan's hair stood on end, and stared with wide eyes at the little corner where the Beast Skins were piled up.
Under the gaze of the three beasts, a small bump appeared under one of the Beast Skins. Whatever was inside rolled around, seemingly dizzy. The small lump wobbled a few times under Ji Nuan's watchful gaze.
Then, whatever was hiding started to shift out as the three beasts nervously observed the small bump…
"Meep?" A frightened little fur ball peeped its head out from the pile of Beast Skins.
Ji Nuan and his beasts stared dumbfounded at Fu Yi, who should have been in the Tribe.
