The Su Qinglan smiled gently as she looked at the large, rustling group of spiritual plants crowded into her living room.
"You must all be very tired after such a long journey." She paused, looking at the weary leaves and slightly drooping stems of the smaller plants before continuing, "Why don't you stay here for the night? We can discuss everything tomorrow when the sun comes up. Everyone has had an incredibly tiring day."
She turned her gaze toward her mates, her voice softening with affection. "My beast husbands have been searching for Little Hua since this morning. They haven't even had the chance to sit down and eat yet."
As she spoke, she looked back at the old grandfather with a warm invitation. "Would you and your clan like to try our beastmen's food?"
The old grandfather's leaves fluttered in a flurry of panic, and he hurriedly waved his vines in refusal.
