Su Qinglan walked toward the center of the tribe clearing with steady steps.
The place was already lively and bright.
Dozens of small fires were lit in circles, and in the very center a huge fire burned strongly. Large pieces of meat were roasting over wooden frames. The smell of roasted meat and fish filled the air.
Many beastmen were already gathered there. Some were laughing loudly. Some were eating. Others were dancing around the fire while their friends clapped and cheered.
It was clear the feast had already started.
The moment Su Qinglan stepped into the open clearing with the two tiger cubs in her arms and the little snake around her wrist, something unexpected happened.
The entire crowd slowly went quiet. Then every head turned.
All attention fell on her.
Su Qinglan blinked once, a little surprised. But the reaction around her was even stronger.
Many of the young males simply froze.
