Luo Chuan's gaze fell on the silver-haired, red-eyed girl.
The latter was squinting comfortably, enjoying the Speaker's caress.
Like a cat.
Luo Chuan recalled the information he had learned a few days ago—the Queen named Ice, and the guardian named Frost.
Judging from their names and everything he currently knew, the two were probably Frost's mothers.
Mm, two mothers.
...All right, back to the point.
Even if they were not, they most likely shared a very deep connection.
Before coming here, they had discussed this topic with Anviya, and the answer they received had been more or less the same.
They had also learned quite a few things about how various races reproduced.
Girls' love was justice!
"Mm, Anviya told us before we came," Luo Chuan said with a nod, his gaze fixed on Frost.
Yet the person at the center of it all seemed utterly oblivious.
"I guessed."
Anviya gave a soft cough. When Luo Chuan was about to question her, she hurriedly added, "But my guess was backed by sound reasoning! I trust my judgment!"
Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan: "..."
Could this world have a little more sincerity?
"Don't mind her. Anviya has always been like this." Shilsha smiled, ruthlessly exposing her friend's past.
"Shilsha!"
"Ah, did I say anything wrong?"
"...That's not the point!"
Luo Chuan felt that, although this white dragon lady looked gentle and elegant on the outside, she might well be black inside.
Forget it. That was not important.
Their quarrel soon came to an end. It seemed they still remembered where they were.
"Are Ice and Frost really Frost's mothers?" Luo Chuan asked curiously.
"Mothers?"
The Speaker's brows seemed to twitch. Clearly, the term caught her attention. Her gaze fell upon Anviya as she waited for an explanation.
Anviya looked a little