Nan Mo's dark eyes looked at Jin Tong. Nan Mo, the little cub, said with a cute and serious face, "But we all think you did a great job."
Xi Qing's eyes held a sense of desolation. "Uncle, I can actually hear Grandma's inner voice. I know she doesn't like us."
Their grandmother hated their mother and hated them too. She had severed the vines before he could react and warn everyone in time.
Seeing these four sensible cubs, Jin Tong felt even worse.
"You are all good cubs. Don't be afraid. No matter what happens, your Fifth Uncle will always be your Fifth Uncle. Just like your mother, Fifth Uncle loves you and will definitely protect you well."
Jin Tong's comfort made the four cubs feel much better.
Han Shuang, already caught in the hurricane, looked back at Jin Tong and a few snake beastman cubs, her gaze gradually growing heavy.
