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As it spoke, the gray cat lowered its head and snatched the scaleless fish by its neck, lifting it up. The fish struggled desperately in its mouth, its cold tail slapping wildly at the cat's face.

Before the gray cat could finish speaking, it had already been hit several times in the groin, its eyes wide open and its nose flaring as it breathed heavily.

The white wolf that Di Ya had transformed into stepped forward, touched the tip of her son's ear with its muzzle, and said sympathetically, "Now you know why Wu Jiong doesn't bite anymore, right?"

The gray cat cried out anxiously, "Waaah! Father, please take the scaleless fish from me! I can't bite it!"

The white wolf that Di Ya had transformed into. "Promising."

After bringing the scaleless fish to his father, the gray cat pointed to the two sharp, bloody holes on the fish's seven-inch mark. "I bit it, but it won't die. Pah! Father, you hold it, I'll bite it a few more times to get my revenge!"

Di Ya, in her white wolf form, pushed the gray cat away with her paws. "Stop biting. You can eat more later. If you bite it until it's bloody and mangled, you won't be able to eat it later."

The giant beasts from both tribes joined in, searching the river for scaleless fish.

Qing Kuo and Min Dang soon arrived on their Jiujiu.

Qing Kuo said, "So it turns out that scaleless fish are nocturnal. No wonder we rarely found them before."

Jian Mo said enthusiastically, "We caught so many scaleless fish, let's have a feast back at the tribe!"

They haven't had dinner yet today because they've been searching for these little ones; everyone must be hungry.

Qing Kuo: "Okay, let's get ready. We'll have scaleless fish for dinner tonight."

Jian Mo immediately said, "Find out our two big metal pots later; they're more convenient than using earthenware pots for frying."

After discussing it, they caught the scaleless fish and headed towards the Riverside Tribe.

The Ice River Tribe has already sent someone back to their tribe to inform them, so it's okay if they go back a little later.

The little bears and humanoid cubs sat on the backs of the giant bears, their faces full of relief as they sensed that the adults didn't seem to be criticizing them.

At first, the little ones looked a bit scared, but as they listened to the adults chatting and laughing, they couldn't help but smile. Many of them grinned and showed off their double chins.

Jian Mo sat on the giant wolf and turned to look at the cubs with pity.

The adults from both tribes have been through so much trouble today, how could they possibly get through this peacefully? The little ones are definitely in for a rough time today.

Back at the tribe, the giant bears put down the bear cubs and humanoid cubs, and commanded, "You all go to the edge of the open space and squat in a horse stance. No slacking off. Anyone who slacks off will have to squat with a basin of water in their hands."

The horse stance was taught by Jian Mo. The kids stood on the open ground, their smiles still lingering, when they were suddenly struck down and looked completely bewildered.

Bing Jiang shoved the rear end of the nearest bear cub with his giant paw and said gruffly, "Doctor Jian Mo pleaded for you, saying he wouldn't beat you up—or do you want to be beaten up?"

The little ones, not wanting to get a beating, reluctantly went to the side to squat in a horse stance.

The bear-shaped cubs use the bear-shaped squat, and the human-shaped cubs use the human-shaped squat; they can squat either way, so none of them can escape.

As for the adults, they cleaned the scaleless fish and prepared to fry them.

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The fluffy little bears are especially cute squatting in a horse stance; when they can't stand still and keep shifting their weight, they're even cuter.

Jian Mo glanced at the little ones, then lowered her head to continue processing the scaleless fish. After a whole night of fussing over them, watching the little ones get punished, she was now particularly pleased.

Jian Mo had two large metal pots set up on a makeshift stove in the open space, with a roaring fire burning, ready to fry scaleless fish.

Qing Kuo and his group brought out two large jars of animal oil that had been boiled in the tribe, and poured one jar into a pot.

When the oil in the metal pot was almost smoking, an orc poured in the drained, scaleless fish.

As soon as a large number of scaleless fish were put into the pot, there was a "sizzle" sound, the oil temperature dropped slightly, but quickly rose again.

The scaleless fish, cut into strips, curled up and shrank in the pan, turning golden brown as it was fried, releasing an instant aroma.

The adults already found it delicious, and the little ones couldn't resist inhaling the aroma even more.

Seeing the children like this, an adult shouted, "Squat down properly, no slacking off!"

The little ones, who had been squatting loosely, had no choice but to squat down neatly again with long faces after being yelled at.

We caught so many scaleless fish today that we fried five large pots of them.

After frying, everyone immediately took them to the stone slab to grill.

The scaleless fish had already been fried and was covered in oil, so there was no need to brush on extra oil when grilling it. In fact, some of the oil needed to be squeezed out.

Jian Mo specially prepared a barbecue sauce, which everyone brushed onto the fish as they grilled it. After brushing, they sprinkled on some pepper powder and garlic powder, until the fish was fragrant and delicious.

Soon, everyone was drinking fruit wine, sitting in the evening breeze eating grilled scaleless fish, and chatting as they ate.

The scaleless fish is plump and flavorful, with a slightly chewy texture. The pepper powder on top adds a touch of spiciness, making it increasingly delicious and leaving a lingering aftertaste.

The adults ate while fanning themselves, and the aroma wafted all the way to the little ones squatting in horse stance.

The little ones from the Ice River Tribe swallowed hard, watching with longing eyes.

But none of the adults were soft-hearted; even their own fathers ignored them.

In contrast, the children of the Riverside Tribe were eating skewers of grilled scaleless fish, their faces smeared with sauce, making them look like little kittens.

Some of the kids couldn't handle the spiciness, sticking out their tongues and hissing as they ate, but they never put down the grilled fish skewers.

An adult brought over a cool leaf drink with honey and jam to feed the little boy. The little boy gulped it down in one go, wiped his mouth, and continued eating. The adult smiled and brought him another cool leaf drink.

The children of the Ice River Tribe watched with their eyes practically glued to the grilled fish skewers.

You know, grilled fish is the bears' favorite food!

Not to mention that today we're eating a plump, flavorful, and scaleless fish.

The little ones from the Ice River Tribe hoped that one of the adults would remember them after finishing their meal.

Unexpectedly, the adults slowly and methodically tore apart and ate the grilled fish skewers in front of the children, cruelly finishing them all, and also drinking all the cold herbal drinks, burping contentedly.