funbook-pk Chapter 135 Unsuccessful Confession
Chapter 135 Unsuccessful Confession
Lin Baiyan felt a little uncomfortable under Lang Cang's stare and moved her fingers slightly. "What's wrong?"
He looked himself over and over, but there was nothing wrong with him.
Lang Cang felt a pang of heartache. He reached out and took Lin Baiyan's fingers in his palm. The slender fingers were covered with mottled dirt and a thin layer of calluses.
"Tired?"
Wolf Cang blurted out a nonsensical remark.
Lin Baiyan's fingers curled up involuntarily, a warm feeling welling up in his heart. He replied softly, "Not tired."
What's the big deal? He's well-fed and clothed in the tribe, sheltered from the wind and rain, and all he does is farm work.
Wolf Cang's hunting trips were fraught with danger, but none of them could compare to the hardships they endured.
Lin Baiyan's heartache deepened. When Lang Cang saw it, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips. He leaned closer to Lin Baiyan's cheek and whispered, "Are you heartbroken for me?"
Lin Baiyan heard Lang Cang's confident tone and looked into his eyes, which were filled with laughter.
Wolf Cang's eyes gleamed, reflecting his own image.
Lin Baiyan heard his heart pounding violently.
Bang, bang, bang…
Suddenly, many images flashed through his mind: fireflies at night on the beach, two bloodied hands clasped tightly together after killing a wolf, and a big, obedient dog lying on his lap...
Unbeknownst to them, the two of them had already accumulated so many memories.
A surge of courage suddenly welled up within him. He coughed lightly and casually remarked, "Yes, I feel sorry for you."
Lang Cang was stunned.
Seeing his dazed expression, Lin Baiyan pursed her lips, wanting to continue, "Lang Cang, I feel sorry for you because..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lang Cang interrupted him abruptly, "We brought back quite a lot of prey this time."
"I'll take you to see it."
He knew what Lin Baiyan was going to say, and he understood the look in his eyes just now, but...
Bai Yan is still young; we'll have to wait until he comes of age.
Besides, how could we let the orcs speak first in such a situation?
Lin Baiyan was interrupted, and the tension he had been holding in suddenly dissipated. Looking at their clasped hands, he blurted out in a fit of pique, "You did this on purpose."
Hearing these slightly angry words, Lang Cang's smile widened. He nodded in agreement with Lin Baiyan, "Yes, I did it on purpose."
Lin Baiyan shook off his hand, not letting him hold on any longer, "What kind of behavior is this, pulling and tugging like that?"
Who is Lang Cang to him? Why is he holding his hand?!
Lin Baiyan took the lead and headed towards Rabbit Forest.
He wouldn't repeat himself. If he didn't let him say it this time, he wouldn't tell Lang Cang the next time he wanted to hear it!
Seeing that he was showing a rare bit of temper, Lang Cang felt a little curious and obediently walked behind Lin Baiyan.
Tu Lin looked at the two people approaching and felt that the atmosphere was strange. He was a little confused. What was going on?
Tu Lin secretly pulled Lin Baiyan aside, "Did you and Lang Cang have a fight?"
Lin Baiyan replied nonchalantly, "No, nothing."
Tu Lin patted his hand, "Still saying no!"
Judging from Bai Yan's expression, it was as if the words "I'm angry" were etched onto her face!
Lin Baiyan, who was about to suffocate, bit her lip, glanced at Tu Lin, and decided to stop pretending.
Lin Baiyan wasn't the type to be coy. This was the first time he'd ever liked someone, and he was about to confess when the other person shut him up, which naturally made him feel a little frustrated.
"Uncle Tulin, what do you mean?" Lin Baiyan asked listlessly, explaining to him what she had just wanted to say about confessing her feelings.
He truly regarded Tu Lin as his elder, and now that he had something on his mind, he naturally wanted to seek some help.
Tu Lin was even more puzzled than him after hearing this.
Lin Baiyan glanced at Tu Lin, whose face was full of confusion, and sighed deeply.
He's really confused. What advice can Uncle Rabbit give him?
Lin Baiyan shook her head. "It's alright, don't worry about us."
"Let's process these prey first and store them in the cave."
Wolf Cang was talking to Tiger Hill, his eyes occasionally glancing at the old man and the young man whispering to each other not far away.
Tiger Hill grinned slyly, "Boss, you and the priest..."
He was just about to inquire about the news when Lang Cang's single glance made Hu Qiu shrink back.
Forget it, he'd rather use this time to make a wreath for Yangye; the wreath the priest made before was really beautiful.
The hunting party returned safely, bringing back a large amount of game, and the tribe was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Looking at the cart that was packed full, Lin Baiyan took the opportunity to announce that everyone would have a meal together today!
A campfire was lit, and several large earthenware pots were used together, filling the entire tribe with the aroma of meat broth.
Lin Baiyan was infected by the cheerful atmosphere, and the unhappiness in her heart gradually dissipated.
He nestled by the campfire, sipping the meat soup. Seeing that Lin Baiyan seemed to be in a better mood, Lang Cang moved closer to him.
Lin Baiyan pretended not to see him.
Lang Cang pursed his lips, took out the animal skin bag he had used to rob Hu Wei, and handed it to him.
Lin Baiyan glanced at him sideways, but didn't make any move.
Wolf Cang coaxed, "Open it and take a look."
Lin Baiyan was in a good mood, so he gave him face. As soon as the animal skin bag was opened, a familiar pungent smell came through the air.
Lin Baiyan: "!!!"
He quickly pulled open the animal skin bag, and the rouge inside came into view. Lin Baiyan's eyes widened immediately.
"Where did you get this thing?"
He didn't care whether he was angry with Lang Cang or not, and grabbed his arm to ask him questions.
Even if chili peppers are ground into powder, Lin Baiyan can still recognize them as chili peppers at a glance!
He searched for a long time but couldn't find it!
Lang Cang slightly curled the corners of his lips, and without keeping him in suspense, he said, "I obtained it by chance from a group of orcs during a hunt."
Lang Cang then sat down next to Lin Baiyan and began to tell him about the hunt.
"Is the Silver Tiger tribe a tribe that has always lived here?"
Lang Cang nodded. "That's what they said, and it doesn't seem like a lie to me."
Those big tigers all looked dull-witted; in Lin Baiyan's words, they were all brawn and no brains.
Lang Cang could see right through them at a glance.
"And the pottery bottles you gave us before you left, they also said they wanted them, two hundred pieces of animal hide for each pottery bottle."
Lin Baiyan nearly dropped the ceramic bowl in his hand. "Sold?"
Lang Cang nodded matter-of-factly, “Of course, our pottery is so exquisite.”
Lin Baiyan felt a little dizzy. Although he had learned about the value of pottery from others, he was still a bit overwhelmed by the glaring numbers in front of him.
So much money...