Chapter 900 - Owe a Debt Of Gratitude (2) (2/2)

Curtis, who was starting a fire outside, said blandly, “Keep it for yourself.”

Bai Qingqing opened her mouth and shook her head resolutely. “No way! This is too valuable. I must return it to him.”

A faint smile graced the edges of Curtis’s lips, the emotions in his eyes intensifying as he gazed at her.

“Up to you.”

Bai Qingqing carefully placed the green crystal into an exquisite animal skin bag and placed it in the innermost corner of their luggage. Afraid she would misplace or lose it, she even made it a point to tell Curtis about it.

Curtis speedily sliced open the chest and abdomen of the live prey with his sharp fingernails, making sure not to stain it with mud, then put it to roast on the fire.

Curtis then slithered over to the lion beastman lying by the side and, seeing that it still appeared fresh, transformed into his full beast form and swallowed it whole.

The blood traces on the floor were covered with mud.

Bai Qingqing looked in that direction, and what she saw made her turn her head away, deciding that what she didn’t see couldn’t hurt her. She directed her attention to Parker instead.

Parker had completely stabilized by now and seemed fine, merely asleep.

By the time the prey was done roasting, the food in Curtis’s stomach had more or less digested. In the meanwhile, Bai Qingqing told him about how the scorpion king had brought her the antidote.

Curtis transformed into a human, his figure as slim and tall as ever. No one could tell that he had just eaten a lion bigger than a human not long ago.

Bai Qingqing wiped her body using the least amount of water possible, then went to sit down by the fire to warm up as she shivered.

There was firewood smoke everywhere in the mine shaft, making one’s eyes sting. Unable to tolerate the smoky smell, Bai Qingqing kept on coughing.

She let out a cough and said, “By starting a fire here, won’t others discover us easily?”

With the firewood smoke trapped here, it couldn’t drift out.

“It’s alright, I’m here.” Curtis pulled Bai Qingqing into his embrace. The odor of that lion beastman’s blood entered his senses, making him frown in displeasure.

Bai Qingqing remained worried despite his reassurances. Of course, she believed that Curtis could protect her. But she didn’t wish for him to kill indiscriminately.