Su Xiaoqing’s clear eyes were brimming with deep unease. She suddenly leaned toward the lotus-root creature and whispered, "Xiao He, why don't you take me out for a stroll to clear my head?"
The lotus-root creature, dressed in pale pink, had long, emerald-green hair and looked like a young girl of twelve or thirteen, though its walk was always a swaying, teetering affair. Its ethereal, crystalline eyes swiveled, and it bit its tiny finger. "The two Immortal Masters told us to focus on our cultivation. We aren't allowed to sneak off and play."
"A stroll isn't playing. Remember those candied hawthorns I brought you last time? Do you want some more?" Su Xiaoqing’s face was wreathed in smiles.
Chapter 66