Han Jue brought Su Qinglan back to their current home, the one assigned by the city lord. They had not moved to their new stone house yet, so this place was still their shelter.
As soon as they entered, the three little cubs spotted their mother and ran over with short legs. They clutched tightly onto Su Qinglan's legs, refusing to let go.
"Mommy! Mommy is back!"
"Mommy, hug!"
The cubs pressed their small faces against her, calling out sweetly. Han Jue stood beside them and snorted loudly.
"So heartless. I also came back, but you only crowd around your mom. You do not even look at your father," he complained.
The cubs looked up at him for a second, then turned away and clung even tighter to Su Qinglan, crying "Mommy, mommy" again.
Han Jue snorted once more. "So heartless, even at such a young age." Shaking his head, he walked toward the kitchen where Hu Yan was chopping meat into pieces. He sat down and started helping.
