As the Tatu Tribe gradually grew busy, food and wine were cooked one after another and carried out.
Meanwhile, Kashius, seated off to the side, had utterly abandoned all decorum, holding a pig's trotter in his left hand and a duck leg in his right.
The way he ate made him look as if he had been starving for centuries, wolfing down food and drink without restraint.
However, no one dared laugh at Kashius's table manners. After all, the pressure he had displayed back then was still vivid in their minds.
No one wanted to ask for trouble. Otherwise, the unlucky one might end up being them.
Big Man was still seated in the main seat, and Mutu Peak was still at his side.
At that moment, they were drinking fine wine, eating whole roast lamb, and chatting about everyday things.
"Little brother Kashius, it's been so long!"
Just then, Kashius suddenly caught a faint scent of jasmine. After that, a voice that made one's bones tingle drifted into his ears.
Of course, Kashius knew exactly who that voice belonged to: the number one golden flower of the grasslands, Natashi!!!
Kashius's smile immediately stiffened, and he turned his head with stiff, mechanical clicks.
With a smile uglier than crying, he looked at a certain number one golden flower of the grasslands.
"H-h-h-hello... big sister Natashi..."
At that moment, Natashi was dressed in Cang Tribe clothing, with ornaments on her head. Her delicate face was fair with a rosy flush, making her look unbelievably adorable.
Especially the faint scent of jasmine coming from her body—it was like an addiction, corroding a certain black-haired boy.
"Hello, little brother Kashius..." After greeting him, Natashi wrapped her arms tightly around Kashius from behind.
Sensing all of this, Kashius trembled nonstop as if he had