Hayoon let out a sigh.
She lifted her slender arm and patted Haeun's head.
"I was never really angry with you."
In fact, the only reason the original owner went up the cliff to gather was because there was a honeycomb there that Haeun loved.
He wanted to bring it back to make Haeun happy.
But because there had been many rainy days recently and very few sunny ones, the mountain had loosened.
He stepped on an unstable patch and slipped…
Not wanting Haeun to feel guilty, Hayoon said none of that to him.
She then lowering her hand and said seriously, "Haeun, I'm sorry. I went too far when I scolded you before. I hope you can forgive me."
Although Haeun is only 8 years old, he already had the appearance of a 12 or 13 years old boy in modern society.
His eyes were large and round, his pupils pitch-black, and his cheeks still had a hint of baby fat.
It softened his sharp features and made him look bright and handsome.
Hearing Hayoon's words, his eyes immediately glimmered with tears, making him seem even more pure and clear.
He shook his head vigorously while sobbing as he said, "Sis, you weren't wrong. I was wrong. I shouldn't have gotten angry and ignored you! When Brother Minho said you might not make it, I regretted it so much! If only I had stopped you from going out that morning… even if I couldn't stop you, at least I should've said a proper goodbye…"
Hayoon felt a wave of sadness.
Haeun was far from the only one who regretted things.
As his emotion surging, he tried to throw himself into her arms, but an arm suddenly stretched out horizontally to block him.
"Don't touch her. Go get some water for her."
The familiar cold voice made Hayoon look up along that arm.
This was Minho, the warrior of the Ur-Shet Tribe.
The white giant python she had seen outside the cave earlier was also him.
Perhaps because of his beast form, his skin was an extremely cold like a white white.
His arm was firm, strong, and without a trace of excess flesh.
It was midsummer and he wore only a silver fish skin skirt around his lower body, his defined chest completely bare.
His six abdominal muscles were neatly aligned and his chest muscles were well-shaped without being exaggerated, exuding the wild beauty unique to primitive societies, creating an extremely strong visual impact.
Above his collarbones and neck was his sharply contoured and strikingly handsome face.
From his beautifully curved thin lips to his high straight nose and full forehead, his every feature clearly looked as if crafted meticulously by the creator.
His eyelashes and short hair were flawlessly silver white, his lips a pale pink, yet his pupils were a deep red like blood.
When his frost cold expression turned toward her, the vertical pupils narrowed slightly… that distinct beastly aura made Hayoon break out in goosebumps.