Chapter 68: Whisper Forest 8

"You said it yourself, we're friends. So why won't you help me store the dragon-croc's carcass?" Hen Queqian pouted, immediately cutting Leng Feng off the moment he started to speak.

Leng Feng felt utterly depressed. Looking at the dragon-croc's massive, foul-smelling body that reeked like an open sewer, he forced a wry smile. Clearly, Hen Queqian was standing far enough away not to catch the stench! With a heavy sigh, Leng Feng knew that even if she came closer and caught a whiff of the awful odor, she would still insist that he be the one to pack up the carcass.

Did he really look like a scavenger to people?

With that thought, he shook his head and waved his hand, putting the dragon-croc's carcass away. Seeing Leng Feng agree, Hen Queqian broke into a beaming smile.

"Thank you, Leng Feng!" Hen Queqian skipped over to him in surprise, putting on a cute act.

"Forget it. If you really mean it, just remember to cook me a super delicious meal once we reach the Bitter Bamboo Forest, and that'll be enough! Also, try to stop making me play scavenger in the future!" Leng Feng glanced at Hen Queqian out of the corner of his eye, signaling repeatedly that since he had already made such a huge concession, she should hurry up and offer to wash the stuff herself!

Although a dragon-croc had suddenly burst out from the middle of nowhere, it hadn't posed any real danger. However, the pots, bowls, and pans they had just finished washing had been dirtied and knocked over onto the ground.

Yet, Hen Queqian acted as though she completely missed Leng Feng's hint. Blinking her innocent eyes, she nodded vigorously. "Mm-hmm, I definitely will! In that case, I won't disturb you while you wash up. Keep it up, you foodie hunk!"

As she spoke, Hen Queqian flashed a bright, wide grin revealing all her teeth. Leng Feng ground his teeth in frustration, glaring viciously at her.

Why had Hen Queqian agreed so readily? Because in her eyes, everything had priceless value. Even if Leng Feng considered this dragon-croc to be garbage, to her, it was a treasure.

That being said, for Leng Feng to call it scavenging was just plain wrong! Heh-heh!

"Hmm, what's that fragrance? It smells so good!" Just as Hen Queqian stood by the lake, supervising a resentful Leng Feng as he washed the cookware, a booming voice echoed from the woods.

Leng Feng and Hen Queqian both stiffened instantly. With a wave of his hand, Leng Feng scooped up all the pots, bowls, and pans from the ground, stowing them away. After all, time stood still inside a spatial ring; whatever went in looking a certain way would come out exactly the same.

It wouldn't spoil, nor would it get contaminated by anything else. Exchanging a glance with Hen Queqian, the two of them turned their wary gazes toward the direction of the woods from where the voice had come.

Not long after, a figure stepped out from the trees. Catching sight of the two young children, Hen Queqian and Leng Feng, the newcomer's eyes lit up. Upon noticing that they didn't seem to be carrying much on them, a greedy glint flashed in his eyes.

Seeing the newcomer's reaction, Hen Queqian furrowed her brows as realization dawned on her. She let out an inward sigh; their first battle upon entering the Whispering Forest was definitely unavoidable now.

"Foodie, be careful. Your spatial ring might have given us away!" Hen Queqian whispered urgently, keeping her voice just loud enough for Leng Feng to hear.

Hearing this, Leng Feng snapped to his senses as well. Although both of them had seen plenty of spatial rings, they were actually still exceedingly rare throughout the entire Tianling Continent.