The moment Ryan and Mary appeared on the training ground, the noisy clatter of movement stopped as if someone had pressed a switch.
Weights were set down, fists loosened, and one by one, everyone gathered around them, eyes bright with energy and anticipation.
Ryan swept his gaze across the crowd and noticed that a few familiar faces were missing. His tone was casual, but his eyes were sharp. "Ronald and the others haven't come back yet?"
John grinned and scratched the back of his head, his expression relaxed and cheerful. "They came back once already. Said they still needed another trip. They brought up a lot of meat." Then his grin widened, and he couldn't help adding, "Sister-in-law, can we have red braised meat again tonight?"
The moment the words "red braised meat" left his mouth, it was as if a spark had landed in dry grass. Everyone's eyes lit up at once, shining with the same hungry eagerness.
