The moment Feng Yiren saw Lin Huahua sitting on the floor with tears still shining on her face, his whole expression changed so quickly that even he himself did not notice it, because no matter how stubborn, shameless, or annoying he was, beastmen in this world were naturally built to react when something was wrong with their female.
That was why his fox ears immediately stood straight, his red eyes sharpened with worry, and even his tail lifted behind him in alertness as he strode into the stone cave house with fast steps.
"What happened?" Feng Yiren asked at once, and as expected, once he started speaking, he simply kept going, as if he wanted to ask everything in the world in one breath.
"Why are you crying again? Did someone say something to you? Did you hit your head? Are you hurt somewhere? Why are you sitting on the ground like this? If you are going to cry, at least sit on the fur properly. The stone is cold."
