[Fifteen Days Later]
The Golden Mane camp was completely unrecognizable.
Gone were the days of lions sleeping in dirt pits and tearing into bloody, raw carcasses. In just over two weeks, under the terrifyingly efficient iron fist of Xin Yi and her glowing Bone of Discipline, the savanna had been thoroughly domesticated.
There were properly constructed stone fire pits. There were neat, woven grass sleeping mats arranged under the shade of the baobab trees. There was a designated, highly enforced latrine area, which Wan Ning had dug herself, and most importantly, there was the smell of actual, seasoned, cooked food wafting through the air.
Xin Yi was currently sitting on her favorite woven blanket, living the absolute dream.
"Is the temperature acceptable, Boss?" Gou Sheng asked, his spotted ears twitching nervously.
