Toothless guarded her food fiercely. Unless she gave it away herself, if you stole a roasted fish from under her nose, she would try every possible means-and exhaust every means possible-to pry it out of your mouth.
Dongfang Minghui watched from the side as Toothless kneaded the little golden Pseudo-Dragon's belly with her forepaws, her movements gentle and measured. If you ignored the little golden Pseudo-Dragon rolling his eyes and blowing bubbles, it looked very much like a massage, with everyone still one big, loving family.
The movements were practiced, yet they inexplicably reminded her of that poor, ill-fated rabbit beast back in the Beast Tribe settlement... It had only kept Toothless company for a few days before she played it to death.
Anyone familiar with Toothless's temperament knew she was trying to make him spit out the roasted fish he had just stolen.
Dongfang Minghui covered her eyes, unable to bear the sight of her own stingy Toothless.
Qian Wanyu also cast the little golden Pseudo-Dragon a casual glance and said lightly, with a trace of infuriating schadenfreude, "Your getting caught this time had nothing to do with us, esteemed elder."
Dongfang Minghui also pretended not to see anything.
The little golden Pseudo-Dragon spat out a mouthful of foam and rolled his eyes, desperately wishing he could just die. Unfortunately, the paw on him refused to let him off. His internal organs were being squeezed into a knot, and he was about to vomit.
Yet his tormentor never tired of it.
Dongfang Minghui smacked her lips beside them. "Seventh Sister, I once heard a legend that goldfish are spiritual creatures. Eating one can not only extend your life and grant immortality, but also preserve your youth forever. What do you think about secretly killing and eating him? Those villagers