Standing silently behind her Amu, Ye Duo glared at the frail female, her expression dark. Hatred churned in her eyes. All the resentment she felt because of Yuan Lang had now been redirected toward the innocent Wu Yue.
The Beastmen of the Hunting Team also heard Grandma Hua Shu's booming voice, but they were all used to her shouting and paid it no mind.
Only Yuan Lang, who had recently become Grandma Hua Shu's new "cub," and his two drowsy companions looked over toward the sound.
'The familiar, burly Grandma, and the familiar lion-headed... little female.'
"Yuan Lang, when did Lion's Head start hanging out with your Amu?"
Yuan Lang shot him a glare. "How would I know? Get up. Time to get ready for the hunt. If we don't hunt, we don't eat."
The two big tigers got up and hopped around a bit. "Yuan Lang, there's not enough salt here. If we catch prey that's too big, there's no way to preserve it. It'll just spoil."
