Yang Qi remembered now. Yesterday, by the tiger enclosure, he had indeed caught a glimpse of Tong Xiaoyue's slender figure among the crowd of onlookers.
It was just that her appearance and temperament didn't match his subconscious image of an "Elder," so he had instinctively dismissed the possibility.
Now, it was confirmed.
'You can't judge a book by its cover!'
...
"MEOW~"
Ta Xue trotted over to Yang Qi's feet and hid behind him, peeking out with its little head. Its large, amber eyes watched Tong Xiaoyue and Zhou Jing with a mix of wariness and curiosity.
"So cute!"
Zhou Jing clasped her hands to her chest, her gaze lingering on Ta Xue. Then she looked at Yang Qi and said, half-joking and half-serious.
"Yang Druid, if you ever feel unhappy working here, or like your growth is limited, you should consider coming to the Provincial Capital!"
"What?" Yang Qi asked, confused.
"Jingjing."
Tong Xiaoyue glanced at Zhou Jing, her gentle gaze holding a hint of restraint.
