"Hey, what's your name?" Nalan Xueling ran forward, blinking her adorable big eyes and asked, "You don't look much older than me, do you?"
"My name is Ke Yingying." After the merfolk finished her meal, she accidentally burped and immediately showed an embarrassed look. Nalan Xueling covered her mouth and chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't laugh at you. How old are you this year?"
"I'm one hundred and fifty years old this year..." Ke Yingying thought for a moment and said, "In human years, I should be fifteen."
"Oh, then I'll call you Sister Yingying from now on." Nalan Xueling, naturally friendly, started building a rapport with her. Originally very guarded, Ke Ying, under Nalan Xueling's cute and beautiful smile, gradually lowered her guard.
In the distant corridor, Mu Qianyue watched this scene with a faint gaze, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes. Yingying finally willing to come out was largely due to Little Ling's effective persuasion.
