Plop!
A gazelle was thrown onto the ground, its neck drenched in blood, with several deep wounds that cut to the bone standing out starkly.
And it was the Gray-toothed Lynx that brought this gazelle over.
After dropping its trophy, it gave a proud "meow" to Zhang Yuan, who was sitting by the campfire.
Zhang Yuan laughed heartily, reaching out to rub the creature's head.
It is said that the Chinese rural cat worries its owners might starve and goes out to catch small animals like mice or sparrows.
The behavior of the Gray-toothed Lynx now can be said to mirror that exactly!
He praised, "Well done!"
The Gray-toothed Lynx rubbed its furry head vigorously against Zhang Yuan's palm, letting out a whimper of affection from its throat.
Sitting opposite, Mo Huai'an looked on with extreme envy.
It wasn't impossible to have a beast that understood human nature.
