At twilight, Luo En said goodbye to Scouty, Scadi, and Yemengade—two people and a cat, and returned to the Guild-provided lodging for his team.
As soon as he entered, a brown-haired, red-eyed canine creature dashed out of the house like a gust of wind, giving him a sniff-over before disdain showed in its eyes:
"Reeking of women's perfume, where have you been fooling around?"
"Just met some acquaintances on the way, does the Guild Leader really need to ask about that?"
"Forget it, no point in asking. You won't tell me anyway."
Heluo waved her hand disinterestedly, plopped herself down on half her backside on the dining table, and casually took an apple from the fruit plate to chew on.
Looking at Heluo's dusty bare feet, and the thin nightgown with shoulder straps almost slipping off, Luo En frowned involuntarily:
"You are, after all, the Guild [Leader], the Wise Wolf who manages [Fertility] and [commerce], you should at least pay some attention to your image."
