The father and daughter were chatting while the other two men were busy picking up branches and roasting meat. Time passed unknowingly, until Feng Jiu, who was resting in the girl's arms, smelt the scent of roast meat and jumped out of the girl's arms. She came to the fire and squatted there looking at the fire and the roast meat that had turned a golden brown.
"Haha, it seems this little beast likes to eat cooked food." The man couldn't help but smile when he saw the little beast staring at the roast meat.
"This little beast is so strange. All the beasts here eat raw food, why does it like cooked food? Could it be that it was raised by humans? Maybe it got lost?" The other man said, as he looked at the beast squatting by the fire.
The girl was startled when she heard this: "Raised by humans? Do you mean to say that this little beast has an owner?"
