Watching Little Flower, who was even more tame and clingy than a dog, Lin Yong took a deep breath, "That's a good one."
Little Flower gave Lin Yong a haughty glance, as if to say, 'you're smart,' and then squinted, enjoying the caresses from Mo Yan.
Lin Yong couldn't help but laugh silently, looking enviously at Mo Yan, to think that he could make such a wild and unruly wolf so obedient, there probably wasn't a second person in all of Great Chu who could do the same.
Hot water from the kitchen kept being brought into the yard, and Lin Yong was quick on his feet. Along with the help of Mo Qingze and others, the pile of wild game was cleaned up in no time that afternoon.
As for the pelts of these animals, apart from a few bite holes around the necks, the rest was in excellent condition. Mo Yan thought about curing these hides to make coats for the family when the weather turned cold, as winters in the North were still very chilly.