Looking at the bloodstained scales, Lin An fell silent.
Although he felt nothing beneath his rational facade, he knew very well that this Mutant had done this because he was wearing Red Fang Leaf's appearance.
Humans and Mutants were mortal enemies, irreconcilable foes who could never coexist.
But at this moment, even though he knew he should put on a touched expression and imitate how Red Fang should have reacted,
he simply couldn't do it.
Like a sculpture, he stood silently in place, staring at the bloodstained scales.
"Red Fang!? What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and thank Scale Smoke!"
"Hey, do you have no conscience? How could you do this to Scale Smoke?"
"You went looking for someone else without saying a word and made Scale Smoke wait for you all this time. Did she owe you anything?"
The Mutants surrounding them chattered away, looking at Lin An with extreme envy. But though they were envious, they were not jealous.
Everyone at the Gathering Place liked Red Fang Leaf, while Scale Smoke was approachable within her clan. Many Mutants believed they would eventually get together.
Still, it was not too late. After several hundred years of struggling to survive since the apocalypse, there were no longer so many restrictions between Mutants.
Love was a luxury. No one knew who would die tomorrow, and no Mutant would care about the rules of the Old Era.
They figured that since Scale Smoke had summoned up the courage to take the initiative, the honest and wooden Red Fang should know what to do.
The Mutants responsible for collecting the scales pushed the box away and sighed. Seeing the silent Red Fang, they said nothing more. However, they could not help casting complicated looks at Scale Smoke.
As the elder's daughter,