Xiao Xunbao couldn't stand it anymore and appeared to translate.
"Xun."
"Xun Xun."
It was then that Qiao Sang realized that Shuilu Yana was asking about Yaobao.
"When did you two become so close?" asked Qiao Sang.
In her recollection, Shuilu Yana had always disliked Yaobao. Even though they hadn't fought recently, Shuilu Yana would turn away upon seeing Yaobao, appearing as if she was unwilling to even make eye contact.
Now, without Yaobao appearing as usual, it was out of the ordinary for Shuilu Yana to notice and even care about Yaobao's whereabouts...
"Lulu!"
"Lulu!"
"Lulu!"
Hearing Qiao Sang's words, Shuilu Yana's expression froze, and her fur bristled, her body shooting out excitedly, her gestures indicating that she felt gravely misrepresented.
Qiao Sang was startled and quickly soothed in a soft voice, "I know, I know, get back in; people are starting to stare."
She was just asking casually; why such an intense reaction...
