Chapter 202

The night market in Puze County was bustling with activity, filled with people coming and going, illuminated by bright lights.

Qin Huaibei and Daniel claimed they were exhausted and wanted to go back to sleep, but once inside, they were more enthusiastic than anyone else.

They moved from stall to stall, buying all sorts of curious and strange items. By the time they returned to the front of the barbecue stand, their arms were full of purchases.

Chloe held a newly bought paper lantern in the shape of a pumpkin, beautifully coated with yellow lacquer.

Behind the barbecue stand were seats for customers to rest and eat. The four of them sat on wooden chairs around a table, none of them finding the environment unpleasant.

The owner brought over plates of barbecued meat.

She was a middle-aged woman with an apron, slightly curly hair wrapped in a cloth, and appeared to be quite talkative.

Seeing four young ones out playing without any adults, she curiously asked:

"Are you sure you'll be alright without grown-ups watching over you?"

Daniel patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry, ma'am. I could take down two adults all by myself!"

Hearing this, the woman laughed so hard her eyes nearly closed: "Oh my, aren't you a tough one?"

As she spoke, she eyed Daniel's seemingly slender frame hidden beneath his clothes.

Daniel, oblivious to her skepticism, confidently replied: "Of course I am!"

The night breeze blew, ruffling the little wolf's fiery red hair, making it stick up in tufts here and there.

The woman adored such lively children and, smiling, gave them extra meat.

She also handed each of them a box of milk.

Chloe opened her milk box and started drinking through the straw.

"It's been a while since we've been out playing at night," she remarked.

"That's just you," Daniel said casually. "Qin Huaibei and I sneak out every night by climbing over the wall."

Hearing this, Chloe stopped sipping her milk.

She looked at the two in front of her incredulously:

"At The No.1 Military Academy?"

Qin Huaibei forked a piece of crispy, fragrant meat and said, "Not just there."

Chloe's eyes widened instantly:

"Well, well! You're still pulling that isolationist, divisive stuff. How despicable!"

She berated them, trying to draw Katherine into her camp.

Katherine said nothing, silently nodding in agreement.

Daniel grumbled, "We just didn't want to wake you up when you were sleeping."

The old man spoke while leisurely fanning himself: "Puze County is economically backward, so the rules aren't as strict. It's also too close to the Werewolf Race territory. The soldiers guarding the border only care about battles. That Werewolf Race young master who often comes to our town can't stir up much trouble, at most he just smashes a few stalls."

But smashing stalls isn't something a decent person would do.

Chloe looked at him: "If he smashes stalls, why don't you leave?"

Are you waiting to get beaten up?

Hearing this, the old man chuckled while fanning himself: "Leave? Why leave? Every time that Werewolf Race young master smashes a stall, those big, burly bodyguards behind him compensate us."

"Most of the time it's money, and quite a lot of it. They throw a string of coins for each smashed stall. It's not a bad deal."

Chloe: "..."

So that's why. No wonder so many people were unwilling to leave.

Daniel lowered his fists: "I wouldn't want to leave either. Who doesn't want free money?"

That's true, but...

Just then, the commotion in the distance began to approach.

Chloe narrowed her eyes to look, and saw a young one about their age leading the way.

And he looked... somewhat familiar.

At that moment, the old man beside them stopped fanning:

"Huh? This one looks different from the one who usually comes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the so-called Werewolf Race young master arrived near their stall.

He spoke arrogantly: "So this is where that guy likes to come? What's there to see in this poor, backwater village?"

"And even paying for the trouble? Did a donkey kick his brain?"

Then came a rustling sound, followed by cursing:

"Don't you know how to set up a stall? Piling up so many things, are you trying to trip me on purpose?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of a stall being kicked over in the distance.

Chloe slightly furrowed her brow as she looked over, and then saw a familiar face.

She unconsciously whistled:

"Well, well, if it isn't an old friend."

Perhaps because Chloe's roguish whistle was too distinctive, Kamen, who was bullying the stall owner over there, twitched his ears and turned his head, locking eyes with Chloe.

Kamen: "..."

Chloe raised her hand and said in a friendly tone: "Hi there~"

Kamen wore an expression as if he'd seen a ghost.