The third time, the culprit finally revealed itself. Xiaoliu was squatting on a branch, chittering with laughter, a bamboo twig of unknown origin clutched in its paw. It was Xiaoliu who had interfered those last few times, helping Maphario by stopping Cheeky's harassment. It was, after all, counting on Maphario to grow fruit soon so it could brew wine.
If it were anyone else—even Hah'Er or Shen Yibin—treating it this way, Cheeky would have already launched a barrage of insults. But against Xiaoliu, it was helpless. It was still hoping to get a taste of that Monkey Wine. Besides, even if it wasn't thinking of itself, it had to consider Sun Qian. Every time Sun Qian drank Monkey Wine, her condition improved dramatically, allowing her to perform at her absolute peak, whether in composition or singing. This, in turn, brought Cheeky an exquisitely beautiful experience.
