Everyone looked toward Su Qinglan. She smiled helplessly, her gaze softening as she watched the furry chaos.
"They're still babies. Their wild instincts are much stronger than ours. If we force strict dining etiquette on them every single day, they'll lose some of the joy of being little. When they grow older, they'll naturally learn. So... let them enjoy themselves today."
The beast husbands exchanged looks before smiling helplessly. Since Lanlan had spoken, no one objected.
For the first time, none of the fathers stepped in to feed the cubs. Instead, the tiny beasts happily relied entirely on themselves biting, tugging, and wrestling.
Occasionally, a stray paw would smack a brother, sparking a brief, high-pitched growl, only for them to go right back to happily eating together five seconds later.
Compared to the battlefield on the left, one corner of the table was astonishingly peaceful.
