Ling Hong and Mi Yin reluctantly leaned in for a sniff. Although there was indeed no smell of rot, the two males didn't let their guard down.
Both of them were pitiful cubs who had starved as children and had developed a habit of hoarding food ever since. This food looked exactly the same as the rotten food they used to hide at home or in caves as kids.
An Jin said, "If you really don't believe me, you'll know once you taste it. In all these years, when have I ever lied to you?"
"Fine, but I'll eat first," Mi Yin nodded. 'If it was really rotten and poisonous, my body could definitely handle it.'
Giving in to his mate's pleas and persistence, Ling Hong, despite his doubts about the food's safety, did as he was told and carried the ham back home.
After filling a basin with water from the pipe, he spent the next half-hour scrubbing it clean.
To the surprise of everyone but An Jin, scrubbing the mold off the surface of the ham revealed a healthy, meaty color.
