The three little wolf cubs deftly used a stone stool to hop onto the stone table, where they rummaged through a wicker basket for fruit.
Su Yu had woven the basket in her spare time. She usually kept it filled with tasty wild fruits, and Ren Qing would also add to the stash whenever he brought some back from his hunts.
Su Ting pinned a bright red fruit with his paw, cocked his head, and looked from the nervous Huai Xu to Su Yu. He offered a fair assessment, "Amu, this fish is pretty strong."
Shi Yu, also gnawing on a wild fruit, nodded in agreement. "When we watched his competition yesterday, we saw him single-handedly send the other Merfolk flying. Amu, you should consider accepting him."
Su Yan just kept his head down, intently munching on his fruit without a word.
'After all, whether Amu accepts this fish or not, it won't affect his mealtime.'
Shi Wei irritably fished out a small wild fruit and tossed it at Su Ting and Shi Yu. "You two talk too much."
