All 14 Harpies were released.
Tang Ruan asked curiously, "Do you eat raw meat or cooked meat?"
The Harpies cast a fearful glance at Gu Qing. Realizing she was completely ignoring them, they whispered, "Either is fine, caw."
Tang Ruan brought over half a wild deer. The Harpies gulped down their saliva but didn't dare step forward.
"Eat up. This is for you," Tang Ruan said gently. "Serve the Lord well from now on, and you definitely won't go hungry."
"Thank you, Lord, caw."
"Thank you for the meat, caw."
"You're welcome," Zhao Chi said. "But in the future, could you drop the 'caw' at the end of your sentences? It sounds a bit weird to me."
"Okay, caw."
"No problem, caw."
Zhao Chi sighed helplessly. "Never mind, just eat. Once you're done, patrol the territory. Let me know if you find anything."
"Yes, sir, caw."
"Will do, caw."
Tang Ruan covered her mouth and giggled. "Looks like they won't be able to change that anytime soon, caw."
"Why are you 'caw'ing too?"
