Wu Yue gave him a suspicious look. "Why do I get the feeling you were about to tear my roof off?"
Yuan Lang, whose hand was resting on the straw mat covering her roof, flinched. He gave a hollow laugh. "Of course not. I'm definitely not that kind of beastman."
He quickly put the straw mat back in place and smoothed down the corner.
Only then did he retreat from her roof and return to the ground.
By this time, Wu Yue had reached the small door by the steps. Opening it, she started walking down. "Has the date for the Fierce Beast hunt been set?"
Yuan Lang nodded. "It's in three days. We'll set off first thing in the morning. How are your preparations coming along?"
Wu Yue nodded. "The herbs are all set. The ones you all gathered these past two days should be enough to last a while.
"Besides, we can always gather more in the forest after we set out, so we shouldn't have to worry."
