Even between humans, communication is not always easy, let alone between a human and a grass. Naturally, communication was entirely out of the question. Thus, no matter how much Shuqi struggled and resisted, the Grass-Holder's palm still firmly gripped her.
Or rather, not quite, because he eventually let go. Yet the moment he loosened his grip, Shuqi distinctly felt her entire body suspended in mid-air, struggling somewhat to breathe.
She felt a palm gently patting her body, and that same clear, gentle voice from before spoke again: "Don't be afraid. I'm taking you to a place, a place suited for you, where you'll find your little companions."
Chapter 162