The Beast king's advisor a cheetah beastman arrived on a morning that felt like any other.
Lin Wan was outside with her freshly squeezed pineapple fruit juice when unfamiliar footsteps echoed through the cave entrance.
She sat up straight.
Wang was already on his feet.
The male who stepped into the caldera was lean, grey at the temples, and had the look of someone who had been travelling for days and intended to keep it professional about it. His eyes found Qin Mo immediately. He dropped to one kneel
"Beast King."
Qin Mo stepped forward, putting himself between the advisor and everyone else without looking like he was doing it, it was obvious he didn't want them to hear what they're going to talk about.
"Walk with me," he said.
They moved to the far edge of the caldera. Lin Wan watched from her chair. She wasn't pretending not to watch. The advisor spoke at length. Qin Mo listened. Then he said something short and the advisor bowed his head.
The advisor left.
