Inside the Immortal Mansion, it was like spring all year round, a world of lush greenery. The Bee Queen, having received Fang Qingyuan's orders, was currently dispatching the ever-growing Long-armed Ape Tribe to search the mountains and fields for fresh flowers and tender buds.
The Long-armed Ape Tribe of today had no worries about food and drink, nor did they have any natural enemies. As a result, the number of young monkeys had skyrocketed in recent years.
A glance at the troop revealed a horde of young monkeys running wild, burning off the excess energy of youth.
Yuan Yi, the troop's leader, had been under a great deal of pressure lately. Under his direction, all the adult males tirelessly brewed wine for Fang Qingyuan. A portion of the females also had to participate in production, leaving only a small number to care for the newborns. This meant many of the months-old infants were left unattended, forced to fend for themselves as they grew.
