"Thanks for your help today. Come by my place tomorrow, and I'll have some food for you." Ye Qianning now had a pretty good grasp of the situation.
"Don't mention it. It's not like we helped you for the food."
"That's right! Who would've thought a kid like you could understand what we're saying? Meeting you was fate! From now on, if you have any trouble in the manor, just let us know. Our whole family will have your back." The weasel stood on the table, waving its little paws.
"Yeah! We've got your back!"
The other weasels also jumped onto the table one after another. Weasels of all sizes began hopping about excitedly on the tabletop.
Ye Qianning was only as tall as the table, so the weasels standing on it were looking down at her. Their eyes, large and small, were fixed on her, every single one filled with curiosity and excitement.
