Others hunt by brute force, they hunt by tactics.
Gu Qinghe drew a drawing: "Dig a hole here, put a net there."
Shen Jue led the team in execution and turned around to take credit: "Qinghe, I listen to you. The prey has doubled. Extra food tonight."
The tribal orcs went from "Get out, hairless beasts!" At the beginning to "High Priest! God of War! YYDS!"
Everything is as planned, except...
Lu Qinghe looked a little panicked as he looked at the roast meat that Shen Jue brought to his mouth and his eyes that were getting hotter and hotter.
We were promised a pure comradeship, but why does it feel more and more wrong?
