Su Mingxuan sighed, but his expression softened again. His heart was still filled with joy. After so many days of worry, this news felt like light shining into the tribe.
Just as he was about to tell Bai Ling to go back and rest, Bai Ling suddenly lifted her head again, her eyes wide as if she had just remembered something important.
"Tribe Leader!" she said quickly.
Su Mingxuan stopped and looked at her. "What is it?"
Bai Ling smiled brightly, her tone full of excitement again.
"I'm not the only pregnant female!" she announced.
The tribe leader blinked. "What?"
"Qinglan-jie is also carrying cubs!" Bai Ling said proudly.
Her words hit Su Mingxuan like thunder.
He froze, his eyes widening like saucers. "What did you just say?"
He turned sharply toward his daughter.
Su Qinglan stood there awkwardly. She had completely forgotten to tell her father about it. Everything had happened so quickly, she had never found the right time.
