Out of nowhere, the Mojin King Tiger sprang out, blocking Liang He and Silver Feather's path.
"Cedriel, why did you come back by yourself?"
Liang He looked behind the Mojin King Tiger in confusion. Cyril and the others were nowhere to be seen; Cedriel had clearly returned alone.
"AWOOO~"
The Mojin King Tiger bit onto the backpack Liang He used to carry the feeding supplies, pulled it off her back, and held it firmly in his mouth.
"You want to help me? You want to go together?"
Unable to open his mouth with the backpack in the way, the Mojin King Tiger gently bobbed his large, furry head up and down to show she had guessed right.
"You're amazing, Cedriel! I'll go prepare a few more things, and you can carry them for me, okay?"
