Soon, beast men began rushing back with armfuls of wood, sticks, and meat. Some came proudly holding neat piles, others clutched broken branches in a panic, but all of them carried the same eagerness in their eyes.
One after another, they stacked their small fires, clumsily but earnestly.
But when it came time to light them… Not a single one dared. They were too afraid of it.
The flames from Su Qinglan's hand still lingered in their minds. Who among them would dare make fire so casually?
The silence stretched until a deep voice rumbled.
"I'll do it."
Hu Yan stepped forward with his calm golden eyes. He knelt without hesitation and started burning their fires one by one with the already burning wood.
"Like this," he said simply, his tone unbothered, as if handling fire was as natural as breathing.
Relief washed over the beastmen.
"Hu Yan is amazing!"
"Quick, quick, roast the meat before the fire dies!"
