"Do you really want to run away?" said the male orc.

He strode in from the door, and his companions, supporting Nana, retreated one after another. "I have a plan that will save you from running away. Do you want to hear it?"

One of Nana's companions opened his mouth and said, "Okay."

The male added, "But I have one condition."

He curled his lips and smiled: "You guys help me with things and follow my instructions. You can't be so reckless, understand?"

“But, but…”

"There's no buts." The male interrupted him: "This is the only way you have now."

He spoke softly, but inexplicably made people feel chilling.

"Okay, fine, we'll listen to you."

"Now, go and bring back the bodies of your companions, and clean up the scene." His smile remained gentle. "I will grant you your wish."

…

Because Feihan was injured, he certainly couldn't cook today's meal.

Yu Wanwan rolled up her sleeves and raised her hand: "Then let me cook today."

The two partners turned their gazes at the same time and said in unison, "No."

Yu Wanwan pouted: "How come you two always have a tacit understanding in strange ways?"

Fei Han looked at Mo Zhou and said, "Snake Beast, go cook. Wan Wan and I have been together for so long, and I have never seen you go into the kitchen."

Mo Zhou snorted, "I don't go into the kitchen because as the first partner, I'm very powerful and my most important task is to protect Wanwan."

Feihan tutted, "Since you are the first partner, go and protect Wanwan's belly now."

The expression on Mo Zhou's face changed, neither refusing nor accepting.

Yu Wanwan asked curiously, "Mo Zhou, can you cook?"

She had only seen Mo Zhou make a fire, and it was the kind that couldn't be started.

Since his little female had asked him, he had to say he did even if he didn't know the answer. He absolutely couldn't lose face in front of his partner.

Mo Zhou patted his chest and said affirmatively: "Of course I can cook. Don't worry, Wanwan, you can expect to eat delicious food tonight."

After saying that, Mo Zhou put away his snake tail and strode towards the kitchen.

Looks very heroic and proud.

But Yu Wanwan was very worried: "Is Mo Zhou okay?"

At this time, the soothing effect of the herbs applied to Feihan's wound began to take effect. He yawned and said lazily, "In the Orc Continent, there is no male who can't cook. Otherwise, he would not be able to take care of the females, and it would be difficult for them to favor him."

"Okay then." Yu Wanwan helped Feihan up: "You go and rest first. I'll call you when it's time for dinner."

After sending Feihan upstairs and carefully covering him with a quilt, Yu Wanwan went to the kitchen to see Mo Zhou.

As expected, Mo Zhou was still struggling to make a fire. White smoke was coming out of the pile of firewood in front of him. The white smoke rushed into his nostrils, choking him and making him cough repeatedly.

"Mo Zhou, are you okay?" Yu Wanwan walked in.

Mo Zhou wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, leaving a black mark on his face, and then said: "Ahem, Wanwan, you should go out first. The kitchen is too dangerous, ahem, ahem."