White Ivy strode briskly at the very front.
Red Peach bounced along right behind.
Grass Dragon, Lupine, and Silvergrass clustered together, constantly glancing around, dawdling and gradually falling behind.
They climbed over a hill three kilometers from the Cloud Crown Mountain pass once more.
White Ivy halted, turned, and shot a cold glare at the three laggards below, who were skulking along behind—definitely gossiping and mocking her.
Grass Dragon jogged to catch up.
Lupine and Silvergrass followed close behind.
"You all travel around trading—haven't you ever been refused entry by other insects?"
White Ivy was furious.
Silvergrass: "Never—"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Grass Dragon and Lupine quickly hushed the honest Silvergrass.
White Ivy interrogated, "Then why are you all dragging your feet back there?"
Red Peach followed up, "Do you three even want to tag along with Mountain Lord White Ivy or not?"
"Want~ want~ want~"
"Of course we do~"
