He delayed no longer, striding toward Shuang Hua's stone house.
From a distance, he could see figures bustling about in the clearing in front of Shuang Hua's house. Wanwan was with Hua Han, helping Shuang Hua process a pile of beast meat and berries.
And Shuang Hua's home, just like the last few times he had visited, showed no lasting signs of a male's presence.
Seeing Bai Wanwan also getting her hands dirty, Jiao Yuan instinctively wanted to go over and help.
He had just picked up a hide that needed skinning when, before he could do anything, a hand reached out from the side. It was the male named Qiu Gang.
"Let me," Qiu Gang's voice was quiet but firm as he reached for the hide.
Almost by reflex, Jiao Yuan's wrist tensed. He gripped the hide tightly, his tone carrying the authority of a superior. "There's no need. I'll do it."
As the Flood Dragon Clan Leader, he naturally exuded a powerful, oppressive aura.
