Qiong Xing regretted it for a moment, but it was too late to simply turn around and leave.
Since they were already here, he gently rubbed Yue's back in an attempt to reassure him.
"Meow~"
"Hehe, you're right. Mao is here too."
Until then, Mao had been quietly sitting on Qiong Xing's shoulder in his cat form.
Seeing the frightened Yue, he seemed to come to some conclusion of his own.
As he letting out a soft meow as if to say everything was alright, he lightly placed a hand on top of Yue's head.
"What an adorable little cat. And he seems very clever too."
Since the elderly woman did not know that Mao was actually a beastman, she likely assumed he was simply an unusually intelligent cat who could sense the mood around him.
"Yes, he is. How are the children doing?"
"They're all very lively. I'm sorry. The children just haven't had many chances to see beastmen up close before, so they're a little surprised."
"It's alright. We expected that."
