"Oh, I see you went to pick peaches for us. Thank you, Little Monkey. You're so smart and adorable!" Qin Yiling patted the little monkey's head and praised it generously.
It was already the winter season; definitely not the season for peaches. However, this mountain might be different–since it could breed intelligent spiritual monkeys, it wasn't surprising that there were also out-of-season fruits here.
"Squeak squeak!"
Little Monkey pointed at the peach, then at Yan Ze, gesturing here and there, but Qin Yiling understood what it was trying to say.
"My friend is hurt and can't eat peaches yet. Thank you for your gift to him. I'll tell him when he wakes up."
She understood what the little monkey meant not because she understood the animal's language, but because she was born with a special ability that allowed her to sense the thoughts of Spirit Beasts.
