"Alright. Go down and get ready. We leave for Beijing first thing tomorrow morning. After returning to Beijing, Ye Min will arrange the specifics for you." As he finished speaking, Ye Min's tone changed. His gentle voice became terrifying, and even the hand patting Ye Rou's grew colder, its grip unconsciously, slowly tightening.
With two light pats, the force behind them split the back of Ye Rou's hand. Blood began to trickle from the wound.
As her blood dripped onto the ground, numerous sunbathing insects swarmed it, instantly consuming every trace. The insects, originally fingernail-sized, swelled to twice their original size from the blood.
"Do you understand? These are your brothers and sisters too," Ye Min said tenderly. "When there's something good, you can't devour it all yourself. Since they like you, you can interact with them more when you have time." At his gentle words, the previously teeming insects immediately quieted down, once again lazing in the sun.
