"Sister, have they never had Beast Milk before?"
Chu Chen asked in a soft voice.
"Probably not," Chu Xin hesitated for a moment and nodded her small head.
"That's so sad! They are so big already and have never tasted Beast Milk. We grew up drinking it."
A hint of sympathy showed on Chu Chen's plump little face. Seeing that the female guards only sipped lightly, he couldn't help but say loudly, "Ladies, you don't need to be so frugal; there's plenty of Beast Milk left. If it's not enough, can I add more for you?"
"No, no, it's enough," they said.
The female guards hastily waved their hands and shook their heads, then one by one, they all ran off to sit in a circle and cultivate.
The elderly woman returned the small bowl to Chu Chen and hesitated for a while before saying, "Young friend, may I also have some to drink? I might need quite a bit, maybe this entire bowl, but I won't drink for free. I can exchange a treasure with you for it."
