Chapitre 93: Chapter 93 Mysterious Village

As Aldred took a wooden bowl and grabbed himself some meat and eggs, Pongo leaped and snatched a mouthful. Pongo sneered and ran away expecting Aldred to chase him, but Aldred sat and ate calmly.

Pongo tilted his head. What was wrong with this guy? And why did he wear such a smug and annoying face?

Aldred got the widest and happiest smile glued to his face.

"Pongo?"

"I am in a good mood today. Nothing you can do to ruin it. By the way, where have you been? The cold might not bother you, but there are a lot of beasts around here.

"Pongo pongo."

"There's a village? You think I believe your fish-stink mouth? We're in a freaking mountain."

"Pongo!" He vomited out a clump of wool. Unlike ordinary wool, it was thicker and hard.

"This proves nothing. You have poop in your stomach, it's no surprise if there's wool in it."

"Pongo pongo!" The penguin slapped his leg, demanding him to believe.

"If you lie I will cook you alive."

"Pongo."

"What did he say?" Mary asked.