The rain continued to drip against the forest floor as Hu Yan emerged from the overflowing stream.
In his massive tiger form, he looked like a golden mountain rising from the water. A huge, silver-scaled fish was clamped firmly in his jaws, its tail still flapping weakly.
He trotted over to the bank, his golden eyes landing on Rong Ye. The fox was supposed to be doing the laundry, but he was mostly just splashing around and humming, looking entirely too smug.
To any other beastman, he looked like a happy groom, but to the hardworking tiger, he looked like a lazy slacker.
Hu Yan dropped the fish on the rock before eating it in one bite, and soon he shifted back into his human form. He didn’t even bother to wipe the water from his muscular chest.
"Was it good? You seem very relaxed, Rong Ye," Hu Yan said, his voice deep and rumbling like thunder. He looked at the pile of hides.
"I’m going to come over and check every piece. If I find even a single spot that isn’t washed properly, you’ll be the official hide washer for everyone in this house for the entire month."
Rong Ye’s tail stopped wagging mid-air. He looked at Hu Yan with wide, shocked eyes. "What?! An entire month? Why would I..."
"Because you’re ’talented,’ aren’t you?" Hu Yan cut him off with a dry, knowing smirk.
"Since you have so much energy to smile foolishly, you can use it on the scrub hides."
Rong Ye grumbled under his breath, his ears flattening. He knew Hu Yan wasn’t joking.
Everyone was clearly jealous of his luck and charm from last night! He didn’t dare slack off anymore. He went back to work diligently, scrubbing the furs and clothes with more effort than he had ever used in his life.
He couldn’t risk being the laundry slave for the tiger and the snake; their clothes were huge and heavy!
By the time the morning passed, Rong Ye was finally done. He gathered the heavy, damp clothes into a basket, ready to take them back to the house to dry by the fire.
Meanwhile, Hu Yan had been busy. He had eaten two more fat fish to satisfy his own appetite before catching a particularly large red fish to take home.
Lan Lan loves fish stew, he thought, his expression softening. The babies need the nutrition.
He also picked out a couple of fresh ones to set aside. He planned to take them to Bai Ling and the others later.
Catching fish was notoriously difficult for foxes who hated getting their fur soaked, so he knew they would appreciate the gift.
"Let’s go," Hu Yan grunted, hoisting the heavy fish onto his shoulder.
Rong Ye followed behind him, lugging the heavy laundry basket.

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