Mi Xing's tent was set up right across from Si Shuo's house, separated by a thirty-foot-wide path! Right now, her group was facing them, roasting a half-grown piglet over a bonfire, the savory aroma drifting over on the wind.
An ordinary Beastman would have been drooling, but Si Shuo was particular about her food. Meat that wasn't properly cleaned and marinated before roasting always had a slightly gamey odor.
As a Cat Beastman, she was exceptionally sensitive to smells. She enjoyed the subtle, fishy aroma of fish, shrimp, and crab, but she couldn't stand this!
Before she could even say anything, her brow furrowed, and Xiao Cheng erected a protective barrier, perfectly blocking the breeze from their direction.
Si Shuo recalled Mi Xing's strange confidence and couldn't help but grab Xiao Cheng to ask, "Xiao Cheng, do you know what Mi Xing's superpower is?"
