A fluffy white tail trailed behind her, longer than her entire body.
As she walked, her tail swayed merrily behind her, like a drift of living snow or a white reed plume brushing against the ground.
"Miss, please slow down! Be careful not to fall."
Seeing her young mistress run off, the Maid panicked and trotted after her, terrified she might trip and hurt herself.
"This old servant greets you, Miss."
When Butler Xiong saw the little girl, a brilliant smile lit up his face, and he bowed respectfully.
"Grandpa Xiong, who are they?"
The little girl nibbled on her finger, curiously looking at the children of the Human Race who were about her height.
"Answering your question, Miss, these are all servants of our Tushan Mansion."
"Servants?" The fox-eared girl blinked her eyes and asked curiously, "Grandpa Xiong, are servants people who play with me, like Sister Lulu and the others?"
"Well…"
