Time flew by quickly, and after Shen Tang wrapped up the morning meeting, she heard that the Head of the Yun Family was busy organizing his grandson's hundred-day banquet.
Shen Tang also had to think about what kind of gift to send.
Since she had nothing else planned for the afternoon, she decided to swing by for a visit.
As soon as she arrived at the Yun Family's gate, she heard a commotion not far away. Several beastmen were crying out in distress as they chased a chubby little wolf cub.
"Young Master, please don't run!"
"If you get lost, we'll be in big trouble! Slow down, don't run into that corner…"
"Who left the bamboo pole here? Ouch!"
"Bang!"
It seemed like they crashed into something, followed by panicked cries from the beastmen. Someone tripped and fell face-first into the dirt.
Several others followed suit and toppled over in a heap.
Four or five tall and burly adult beastmen, chasing a little wolf cub, were being completely played for fools.
