C214 The Custom

Hongli's expression softened slightly as she set down her wine glass and propped her chin on her hands, her interest piqued. "Tell me, I've never heard of any particular customs in your clan."

Relieved that Hongli hadn't lost her temper, Qin Biao let out a deep breath. He sprang up from his stool and explained, "Well, in our Squirrel Clan