The three little cubs froze, their round faces filled with absolute bewilderment.
Earthworms? Those slimy, wriggling little dirt monsters? They looked at each other in hesitation, but because it was their beloved mother's command, they did not dare to refuse.
They trotted over to the base of a large pine tree, using their small claws to frantically dig through the thawed soil until they proudly found a few fat earthworms, bringing them back to her.
Xuan Long used his fist to carefully crack a small, neat hole in the river ice, just as Su Qinglan instructed.
Su Qinglan baited the hook, cast the line into the dark, freezing water, and sat down on a thick wooden log, holding the rod steady.
Xuan Long and the three cubs watched her with wide, breathless eyes. They had never seen such a strange method of hunting before.
To them, sitting quietly by a hole with a stick seemed completely useless. How could a fish be so foolish as to bite a vine?
