It didn't take long before the first group of beastmen returned, their arms full of giant leaves. Some carried broad forest leaves, some brought thick mountain leaves, and others dragged long meadow leaves behind them. All of them were wet but eager to help.
Su Qinglan looked at them immediately.
"Good. Bring them here."
The beastmen crowded around her, forming a big circle. Their faces were filled with hope and nervousness, as if they were waiting for her approval.
She picked up one leaf, held it up, and spoke simply, "Twist it like this."
Her small hands moved swiftly...twisting the leaf's thick stem, bending the sides inward, wrapping the top edge so it wouldn't drip directly on the neck.
"Now tie this part here," she said, pointing at the shoulder area. "And here, to secure the bottom."
The beastmen watched with wide and focused eyes.
