As Liang He looked on in shock and the Mengji Snow Leopard stared in confusion, the dying crocodile weakly twitched its tail.
"It's still alive?"
Perhaps because Liang He liked her food fresh, the Mengji Snow Leopard had copied her by not killing the crocodile outright. Instead, he dragged it back to the service area half-dead.
"MEOW."
The Mengji Snow Leopard looked innocently at Liang He, wondering why she wasn't praising him.
Liang He rubbed her forehead with a slight headache. How was she supposed to tell the Mengji Snow Leopard that while crocodiles could be on his menu, they definitely shouldn't be on a human's?
"Ahem, Leopard, you're amazing too, but I really can't stomach this crocodile." Gently petting the Mengji Snow Leopard's large, bewildered head, Liang He softly explained the reason to him.
