The two of them rushed to pat her on the back.
"Are you okay?"
"Chanchan, do you want to drink water?"
The two mers were in panic, worried that maybe something had happened to Ruan Chanchan. As for Ruan Chanchan, she was currently trying her best to calm down the burning sensation in the back of her throat. She swallowed a few times before saying, "I am fine; there is no need for you to worry." She then turned to look at Xie Daiyu and tried to speak in a voice that was neither too blaming nor accusatory. "This is just a small thing. These are the blessings given to the tribe by the beast goddess. So you can do anything with it as long as you are not deliberately wasting it."
Though Ruan Chanchan was not someone who cared about little things, she was still a firm believer in not wasting even the smallest bite of food. Anyway, she came here to teach this tribe and the beast world how to live their lives properly, like upright and modest human beings.
