Under the pitch-black night sky, flames flickered among the trees. The scent of wildflowers wafted on the breeze, the distant growls of unknown beasts resonated, and occasionally, night birds fluttered within the forest.
Xiao Chen added some firewood to the firepit. The bright flames lit the surrounding forest. He continually rotated the spit, the tiger meat on it had already turned golden brown. The dripping fat sizzled as it fell onto the fire, the enticing aroma drifting in the woodland.
Keke, eyes wide in anticipation, eagerly gazed at the succulent, dripping roasted tiger meat, craving a huge piece of it.
Little Fatty Niu Ren chuckled, "The little one's drooling."
"Eeya eeya..." As if to say, "No, no," the Little Beast Ke Ke quickly wiped its mouth with its fluffy paw and then gave Niu Ren a disgruntled glare.
