"Poisoned ginger tea?!"
"Y-yes. Rock said that he smelled something else other than tea leaves and ginger inside the teapot, so he gave me this pendant to make sure I can protect myself while he's not around," Long Xiurong replied.
'Has he always been that kind?' Swan pondered. 'Gale told me that most werewolves don't care about others who are not from their pack. Is Long Xiurong a special case for Rock? Or is he…'
Swan curled her lips as she was also holding back her giggle. She imagined Rock and Long Xiurong together and then found herself getting even more excited. She was very curious but decided to focus on the matter at hand first.
Suppressing her excitement, she responded, "That's nice of him. Why don't you demonstrate its ability to detect poison?"
Long Xiurong nodded. She stood up and walked towards the breakfast tray.
Everything still looked the same as the last time she saw them, except that all the food had gone cold.
