The days at the Merman tribe flew by like a whirlwind.
The entire beach was now covered in shallow salt pits, and the tribe was busy working from sunrise to sunset.
Rong Ye and Han Jue were always down at the shore, acting like supervisors and showing the mermen how to scrape the white crystals into baskets.
Back at the cave, Hu Yan, Xuan Long, and Shi Feng made it their mission to treat Su Qinglan like a fragile treasure.
They didn't allow her to lift a single heavy branch or carry water.
Of course, Su Qinglan didn't like being idle. She would often push them away from the fire with a huff, insisting on cooking her favorite meals herself.
She also spent her time wandering the nearby forest, collecting wild herbs and fruits to stock up for their journey.
It was just another peaceful afternoon. The three cubs were playing in the tall grass outside the cave, their happy yaps and hisses echoing in the air.
