"Xiaxia, what's wrong?"

Everyone is so happy, even the usually composed Wolf King looks excited. Did they discover something good?

Quick-talking Aoki kicked Shi Qing aside, jumped over, patted Yang Yun on the shoulder, and said with a bright smile,

"Little sheep, you have no idea how amazing Xiaxia is! She's going to make shell coins! Shell coins, hahaha..."

"What! Xiaxia can make shell coins?" Yang Yun's pupils dilated in shock, and his voice rose several octaves, becoming so sharp it sounded almost unnatural.

Her slender, fair fingers suddenly gripped the exquisite ice-blue carved food tray tightly. The soup bowl shook twice before settling back to stillness, without spilling a single drop of soup.

Wolf King immediately and gently covered Shengxia's ears, lovingly stroked her long hair, and looked at Yangyun with a gentle smile.

He pointed to the chair on the other side of the summer sun.

"Is it food? Put it on the table first. You sit here with Xiaxia. I'll go call Abai and the others over. We can talk about the shell coins while we eat."

The wolf king had already walked quite a distance before Lion Qing finally shifted his gaze from the food.

“It’s paper money, Dad,” Lion Qingbaba corrected, looking up.

"They're all pretty much the same thing." Aoki's smile widened even more.

Shengxia looked at them with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. Just as she was about to speak, a string of fluffy little balls came running over happily, wiggling their bottoms.

Following behind were Lang Ge, Yang Yuanxing, Mu Tiebai, and Lang Jun, while the dazzling Jiao Jinjin and the equally dazzling Jiao Li flew in the sky.

With a gentle and loving expression, Shengxia softly said to the cubs, "Cubs, come to your mother's side, it's time to eat."