Fang Yuan rubbed his face, groaning.
"Of course… you stole my clan and then you steal my faith too. Next she'll be stealing my system."
Yet, despite his complaints, the numbers didn't lie.
She was raking in ten thousand Faith points a day for him, it was more than the entire clan combined.
He didn't know whether to laugh, cry or react in other ways.
Before he could decide, the underbrush stirred.
The remaining Saberfangs padded back into the clearing.
The two wounded ones slumped onto the ground, licking each other's bloodied hides with low growls.
The third one, uninjured, strode forward, jaws clamped around the neck of a wild boar.
With a casual flick of its head, it dropped the carcass at Fang Yuan's feet.
The beast's golden eyes gleamed in the firelight, as if offering tribute.
Fang Yuan blinked. "…You've got to be kidding me."
Fang Yuan stared at the carcass in front of him.
He didn't know the first thing about cooking a wild boar.
