"Indeed!"
The chick nodded like pecking at grains.
Looking up, although simply dressed, she was rosy-cheeked and full of vitality. Her face was dusty from the recent combat, but if you just looked at her face...
Having spent over twenty days in the mountain, her physical condition improved and even seed better than when she lived in town. Jiang Feng suddenly turned around, ntioning dinner and giving her another few glances.
Evaluating her carefully made the young girl sowhat shy and awkward, though she didn’t conceal herself. She could sense that when Jiang Feng looked at her, it was devoid of worldly desires.
Besides, she was quite self-aware. Her dry and thin figure was unlikely to attract any man — she knew that Jiang Feng liked curvy won.
Because...
Whenever Jiang Feng saw a curvy woman, his gaze would uncontrollably linger several monts too long—this had happened twenty-two tis already without exception.
Hah, n.
"You’ve gained weight, starting from eight pounds."
He touched his chin, pity Jiang Feng didn’t have a beard at this age.
"Ah!"
Her body shook, her eyes full of panic.
The ultimate straight-male comnt from Mr. Jiang totally broke down Lin Jiangxian’s defenses. It’s not that he’s emotionally insensitive, but he simply never saw her as the opposite sex; he saw her as a sister.
When talking to his own sisters, isn’t it just normal to speak bluntly without beating around the bush?
Any girl hearing weight talk probably wears the sa expression—embarrassed, head down, struggling to utter a word, as if wishing to hit her head and die on the spot.
She raised her hand unconsciously touching her thin belly, still gaunt but she felt there seed to be sothing more. She quickly turned around and took out an old bronze mirror to check.
Her cheeks had indeed beco fuller.
Her expression instantly turned to stone, face deathly pale, she quickly stashed the mirror away.
"...Brother Jiang, you eat alone tonight, I’ll pass."
This is the impact of weight on a girl.
Jiang almost couldn’t hold back his laughter; such a little child and yet so concerned about her figure.
Amusedly, he said, "You’re already fifteen, only four feet four tall, probably because of your inconsistent lifestyle and trekking on foot from the north to Purple Cloud Palace."
"You’re supposed to be growing, and without proper nutrition, even with the nurturance of Spiritual Energy, the body can’t take it. Typically, a girl your age should be at least four feet seven inches tall and weigh accordingly."
"At your age, you should normally weigh around eighty pounds to be considered healthy. You... even with a few more pounds, you must only weigh just over seventy. So have your fill. If you hadn’t eaten well, could you have resisted that foe for so long today?"
Her embarrassed expression slowly eased, clearly accepting Jiang Feng’s explanation.
The two of them walked side by side, this ti led by Lin Jiangxian, slowly making their way toward a corner.
That was where the wild Red Golden Chicken was located.
The battle earlier had scared off many birds and animals, but with Lin Jiangxian’s capability, she rembered the direction of their escape thoroughly, and could precisely judge their locations by the rustling sounds.
Based on her years of experience traveling through mountains, whether it’s hills or rivers, she could make judgnts instantly. This was almost instinctive; every ti they planned to rest at night, apart from once when soone deliberately followed them but ended up trapped by them.
There was no one else who could find them; Lin Jiangxian’s chosen places always ensured great peace of mind, speaking of wilderness survival skills...
To be honest.
It was she who took care of Jiang Feng.
"Brother Jiang, we should find it soon."
The girl crouched down, not minding the stench, and stared fixedly at so sticky excrent under the tree. Jiang joined her.
"It’s a Red Golden Chicken. Looks like it got separated while escaping earlier."
Jiang also crouched, staring intently at the lump of chicken droppings. Speaking of which, Lin Jiangxian felt curious about this ’brother’ of hers.
"Brother Jiang, it’s dirty, I’ll handle it."
He looked like a noble son out for experience, yet he knew how to do everything and never cared about dirt.
The hand in the air paused.
Almost revealing his nature.
Fun fact.
In terms of playing with poop, no one in this world can beat Mr. Jiang!
None!
"Let’s go, I’m kind of hungry."
"Okay!"
The mountain was ho to not only people but also nurous Spiritual Beasts.
Such a vast mountain rich in Spiritual Energy naturally attracted countless animals. Over ti, so wild animals began practicing cultivation techniques and beca what many referred to as Spiritual Beasts.
At night during their rest, they often heard the roars of wild animals, sotis accompanied by battles # # # # #
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