Store enough meat to make for a less harsh snow season.

People greet each other warmly when they bump into each other.

"Yang Yun, are you going hunting too?" The orc smiled kindly, something he hadn't done before.

Yang Yun paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Yes, let's go hunting."

As summer grew more popular in the tribe, her status as a partner rose accordingly, and she became increasingly prestigious.

Who would have thought that Yang Yun, once an ominous orc in the tribe, would now become the unattainable companion of Sheng Xia?

The sun is setting.

The group of males returned laden with their spoils, their hearty laughter echoing throughout the journey.

At the entrance of the tribe, sitting on the Green Wood Beast, Shengxia immediately spotted her own white sheep.

She shouted, "Yang Yun, here! Here!"

Yang Yun turned around, put down the prey in her mouth, and said in a gentle voice with a hint of a smile, "Shengxia, you're back. Come, let me take you home."

He glanced at Aoki without leaving a trace, then took Shengxia and let her sit on his back.

This was the first time in the middle of summer that Shengxia had ridden in the beast form of the sheep cloud.

The pure white, soft fur enveloped Shengxia, making her feel warm and cozy. Shengxia hugged his neck tightly, unable to tear herself away.

"Yang Yun, your fur is so soft and warm."

The female's sweet voice made Yang Yun extremely satisfied.

They picked up their prey and went home.

In front of the thatched house.

Shengxia pulled Yangyun into the house, and after confirming that no one was around, she took Yangyun into the space.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared beside the spirit spring, where the wolf king was still sleeping soundly.

Sheng Xia looked at Yang Yun helplessly: "What's wrong with him? I fed him a lot of spiritual spring water, but he still hasn't woken up. Could something be wrong?"