The little cubs' stomachaches were just from indigestion. After rolling around on the ground for ages, they all passed out from exhaustion.
After being fed a few bowls of hot soup, the little cubs began to wake up one by one. They stretched their fluffy paws to rub their big, round, grape-like eyes, licked their lips with their tiny pink tongues, and kicked their chubby little legs.
"Awoo~"
'I'm hungry again, awoo awoo. Why are Mama and Papa's eyes so red?'
They were Beastmen, after all, and the cubs had quite strong digestive systems. Once they did their business, they were back to being lively and energetic.
The Clan Leader and his mate breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from their faces. They looked gratefully at the slender, composed female.
The City Lord had thrown out Lin Xixue's bag of flour. 'How dare a minor tribe try to fool us with such a half-finished product?!'
