"Err… that seems correct." Bai Qingqing turned her head, looked in the direction of her house, and saw smoke rising from beside the tree.
"Parker's cooking for me. I have to go back now."
Bluepool's smile faded. Crouched on the shore, he exuded a lonely vibe as he watched Bai Qingqing leave.
"You just came, and you're already leaving…"
Winston only finished arranging the patrolling matters by evening. With a heart that had yet to calm down, he returned to Bai Qingqing's abode with fresh prey.
Parker glanced at the food he brought back and said, "I'll be responsible for the food."
Winston responded with silence.
As Bai Qingqing's food had long been cooked in the pot and only needed to be heated up before it could be served, Parker roasted this prey simply and shared it with Winston.
Perhaps because tiger beastmen weren't adept at climbing trees, Winston stayed on the third story. When they slept, Bai Qingqing couldn't help but glance upstairs, feeling somewhat uneasy.
