"Why is it that wherever I go, I meet fellow countrymen..." Ansheng looked into the bushes with a peculiar expression.
It's bad enough that the lioness spoke so flirtatiously; her accent was even more outrageous.
Ansheng was even afraid to look up and say to the streetlight, "This light takes forever."
Then the lioness might reply, "Isn't it just?"
"What are you looking at?"
Li Wenkang stopped on the walkway when he saw Master Fuli standing upright, gazing at the scorching savanna entering the dry season.
At night, the savanna's grass was yellowed, making it the perfect camouflage for the lioness and her cubs.
Even as Li Wenkang followed Master Fuli's gaze, he couldn't detect anything unusual.
"Nothing much, I just think I might have helped Old Jin find a pretty beast wife."
With a look of amazement, Ansheng commented on the flirtatious words and moves of the lion opposite.
