Not far away, back at the frozen riverbank, three little furry figures suddenly came running at full speed.
"Mama! We're back!" Xiao Yi shouted happily, his tiny tiger paws bounding through the snow.
Behind the three bounding cubs, Hu Yan and Han Jue quickly arrived, their powerful strides easily covering the ground.
Both of them were carrying massive, heavy woven baskets on their broad backs, having rushed over the moment the cubs delivered the message.
Hu Yan stopped at the riverbank, his golden eyes widening in complete shock as he looked at the massive mountain of green winter spinach, giant radishes, piles of massive wild yams, and twelve enormous silver fish resting on the snow.
He blinked blankly, looking from the harvest to his petite female.
"...Qinglan. Did you and Xuan Long go out and rob the entire forest while we were gone?"
