Back in the garden, Xuan Long sat quietly beneath a large tree.
Or at least, he had been trying to sit quietly.
Unfortunately, peace was something that had completely abandoned him the moment Su Qinglan walked out of the estate gates.
"Father Beast, look!"
"Father Beast, did you see that?"
"Father Beast, I want another piece!"
"Father Beast, do you think Mommy will make cake tomorrow?"
"Father Beast!"
"Father Beast!"
"Father Beast!"
Xuan Long's left eyelid twitched violently.
His ears were practically buzzing from the sheer volume of chaotic chirping. He slowly raised a hand, rubbing his temple with a long sigh that seemed to drain the energy right out of his soul.
"How can you little ones talk this much?" he asked, looking down at the circle of furry heads.
The cubs looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes. "What?"
Xuan Long stared back at them, genuinely baffled. Where on earth did they get so much energy?
