Listening to Hua She'er, Kai Jin looked a little embarrassed. He stood off to the side with his head lowered and said nothing more.
After a while, Hua She'er washed the mud off the two little ones, took two sets of beautiful clothes from her Storage Ring, and dressed the exquisitely delicate children in them. She clapped her hands in satisfaction.
Then she carried one in each arm. The two little ones rested their heads on her shoulders, staring at each other across her head and blowing bubbles nonstop.
Kai Jin followed behind Hua She'er, studying the two little heads resting quietly on her shoulders, his eyes full of confusion.
He could never figure it out. Did Sister Hua She'er possess some sort of magic?
Why did these two little tyrants kick up such a fuss when they were with him? Why were they always so quiet around Sister Hua She'er?
Unable to find an answer, Kai Jin stopped dwelling on it and followed Hua She'er toward the Snake-People Tribe's settlement.
Along the way, many Snake-People showed respect when they saw Hua She'er, standing where they were and watching her depart.
Within the Snake-People Tribe's grounds.
You Ruo sat quietly in her chair, with the Xiao Clan's Third Elder seated below her. Once hot-tempered, the Third Elder now appeared remarkably calm as he sat there.
One sleeve hung empty. He still had only one arm, having lost the other during the battle between the Misty Cloud Sect and the Xiao Clan. In fact, had Nalan Yanran not saved them back then, the Xiao Clan's Three Elders would have already perished.
"Hehe, Your Majesty, I wonder where the two young masters..."
The Third Elder looked up at You Ruo and spoke with some restraint.
Although everyone already knew about the relationship