Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan looked where he was pointing, a little white dumpling was lying lifelessly on the tree trunk.
Ji Nuan asked, puzzled, "What happened?"
Ya Li, trying his hardest to suppress laughter, said, "The orcs of the Gru Tribe are too filthy, the forest around the tribe is full of feces. Fu Yi was grossed out when he came out, his tail accidentally got smeared with some... pff~"
The little dumpling gave Ya Li, who was laughing uproariously, a look of annoyance before wilting and lying still on the branch again.
Ji Nuan looked towards the small white dumpling in the distance, suddenly feeling he wouldn't want to cuddle it, at least for a while.
Xiu Yan raised his elegant fingers to scratch his forehead, trying to hide the corner of his mouth, which was about to break into a grin. Unbeknownst to him, the others had already spotted it.
Fu Yi became more depressed, whereas Ya Li's silent laugh grew more exaggerated.
