Thriving in the Beast World

While waiting, the three of them were idling away the time with some oddly matched chatter.

A slight breeze blew across, causing a wave of fresh grass scent to waft through the air—it was quite pleasant.

Xi’en awkwardly touched his cut-off hair, and couldn’t help but ask, "Su Tang, do you know how my hair got chopped off?"

Surprised by the question, Su Tang repeated the thrilling story of how Gaiyin saved him, embellishing it here and there. She privately hoped that Xi’en would feel indebted to them.

However, Su Tang didn’t expect that Xi’en’s focus had entirely shifted.

There was a hint of strangeness on Xi’en’s face. As he touched his hair, he murmured to himself, "It was chopped off by a beastman? How could it be a beastman..."

Not hearing clearly what Xi’en said and assuming it was to her, Su Tang asked again, "Huh? What did you say just now?"

Xi’en hesitated repeatedly. His cheeks slightly reddened, and he spoke softly, "The... the beastman you mentioned, the one who chopped off my hair, has he found a mate yet?"