Awa walked in carrying a Firebird Beast on his shoulder. Ji Nuan's eyes lit up the moment she saw the prey: "Firebird?"
Awa nodded with a smile: "This was sent over by the Shaman for you. I heard from Shaman Harry that you're particularly fond of Firebird Beasts."
Ji Nuan was delighted, and Xiu Yan didn't hold back. He walked over directly and took the Firebird from Awa's hands.
"Is this sand grass?" Awa asked, looking at the fluffy white bundle casually placed on the beast skin mat near the fire pit.
Ji Nuan nodded: "Mm, it's the food for the twin-humped beast brought back by the Mogor Tribe last time."
Awa pointed to the pile of sand grass: "Shaman, you mustn't let this sand grass fall into water. Once it touches water, it turns into a sticky white paste that's incredibly hard to clean.
