"Dear, look what I caught today!" Xiao Pei burst into the room, waving his arms like a child presenting a treasure.
"Shhh! Shhh!" Du Juan immediately raised a hand, her voice barely above a whisper as she formed a silencing hand seal.
Xiao Pei stiffened, lowering his voice at once.
"R-Right… yes, yes, quiet," he whispered back, hands behind his back like a scolded student.
Du Juan exhaled softly.
With gentle hands, she placed the egg resting in her embrace onto a silk-cushioned basket, as if the slightest sound might startle the life within. Only then did she walk toward him, her tone soft and refined.
"Alright… what is it that you caught?" she asked.
Xiao Pei's grin returned instantly.
He raised his spatial ring, and then pulled out a ginseng radiating a faint mist of pinkish spiritual essence.
Du Juan's eyes widened. She leaned closer, her voice a breath.
"It's… pink?"
Xiao Pei nodded excitedly, restraining his volume with visible effort.
