Su Qingluo nodded with a smile, "With the little cub's company, even if Huya returns to the mountains, you won't feel lonely anymore."
"What cub?"
The Little Prince's attention was entirely focused on the cub, his tear-filled eyes shining brightly.
"Well, that's hard to say."
Su Qingluo touched her chin as if deep in thought, "Tigers are rare in number, and lions are hard to find. The most common ones are leopards and bears. When sister goes hunting in the mountains, whatever I catch will be the gift. In any case, I won't return empty-handed, only that I might miss your birthday."
"Mmm, let's make a pinky promise. Sister will keep her word and send me a cub for my birthday every year."
The Little Prince jumped for joy, instantly forgetting his previous unhappiness.
"Alright, let's make a pinky promise."
Su Qingluo took the initiative and extended her little finger, hooking it around his tender one.
"Hehe, pinky promise, hang and not change for a hundred years."
