As the words of Yang Mengchen fell, Xiao Guai familiarly made its way to the room, with Xiao Jin leisurely following behind. Xiao Bai returned to the side of Hua Ziyu, while Little Sparrow flew away cheerfully.
Seeing this, everyone was petrified once again. Could Ms. Yang be a fairy descended to earth? Otherwise, how could these animals understand her commands?
Seeing the dumbfounded expressions on everyone's faces, Yang Mengchen explained with a smile, "They are part of our family, and they possess a keen spirit. After spending a lot of time with us, they naturally understand what we mean."
Watching Yang Mengchen lie without batting an eye, and seeing that everyone actually believed her, the Yang siblings maintained their composure. Long Xuanmo raised an eyebrow, while Mo Yun's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He quickly lowered his head to conceal his reaction, deeply admiring Yang Mengchen in his heart.
