The not-so-large Feng Yan Tribe couldn't keep any secrets concealed.
Very quickly, gossip swirled around Hua Xu at the center, spreading like a plague – from one to ten, ten to a hundred, a hundred to a thousand… until at last, everyone knew.
Although Hua Xu's mother was the revered Clan Leader of the Feng Yan Tribe, people still found themselves unconsciously peering over when they passed her house. Some even stopped in their tracks, muttering under their breath.
This caused Hua Xu, with her belly increasingly swelling day by day, to often silently shed tears, lamenting her many hardships.
However, unnoticed by them all, in a small grove a hundred meters away from Hua Xu's house, there was a dazed and adorable little white mouse, glaring with gritted teeth at all that was happening from within a bush.
Yes, it was none other than Lord Zishu, who couldn't let go of his concerns for Hua Xu.
