"Sister Siyi, why are you here? Hurry up and come with me, Patriarch Guh is looking for you!"
As the voice grew clearer, Huang Yiyi's light yellow figure emerged from the crowd. She carefully cradled an exquisite soup tureen in her hands, her hurried steps as gentle as possible, fearing any carelessness might spill the contents.
"What are you carrying? What does Grandpa want with me?" As soon as Guh Siyi spotted Huang Yiyi, her eyes brightened, and she positioned herself imperceptibly in front of An Yiqing, keeping her and Huang Yiyi apart.
"Oh, I'm a bit hungry, I had the kitchen make some chicken soup just now. Sister Siyi, would you like to try it? It's quite good." Huang Yiyi carefully walked toward Guh Siyi with the ginseng soup, offering it while not forgetting to glare fiercely at An Yiqing.
Guh Siyi gently lifted the lid, peeked inside the tureen, and frowned, "Too oily, you drink it yourself. Where is Grandpa? Take me to him."
