Ji Nuan chuckled at these words. "Uncle Chief, I thought you'd definitely miss us, but here we are, just back and you're already ready to take me to task?"
A familiar female voice came through, and after a moment of silence, the beasts in front burst into even greater enthusiasm. Particularly resonant was the voice of Chief Ge Xing. "Ouch, hahaha, Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan, you're back?"
The sound of footsteps came, and the torch-bearing beasts hurriedly approached. A familiar tall figure appeared before Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan. It was none other than Chief Ge Xing, whom they had not seen in a long time.
The beloved scribble of an orcish beard, his well-taken-care-of golden hair a little frizzy. He looked rather worn out. Ji Nuan felt a pang in her heart. "Uncle Chief, you've worked hard."
