Yu An checked over and over again, but she couldn't find any difference between Han Li and Little Wolf and everyone else.
"There's nothing special about them."
Yu An was staring a hole through the father and son, but she still couldn't see anything unusual about them.
They both had one nose and two eyes. 'Could it be that because Snow Wolves are canines, their sense of smell is especially sharp?'
'How ridiculous.' Yu An chuckled at her own guess.
"An'an! An'an! Come quickly!"
Little Thirteen, who had been in charge of watering the fruit tree, floated over, his voice filled with excitement. "It bore fruit! The little tree has fruit!"
Fruit...
Yu An's eyes lit up instantly. "I think I know the reason!"
Han Li's Beast Father had once eaten a fruit. Because of that fruit, he didn't truly die after his death but continued to live on as a skeleton.
Han Li and Little Wolf were both of his bloodline. Could it be that they had inherited the fruit's effects in their blood?
