"They are looking for my sons," Lin Wan said, her voice completely flat and direct, devoid of any fear or hesitation.
She turned her head toward the wide open glass doors that led to the rear courtyard. Out on the green lawn, the three triplets—Xiao Chen, Xiao Rui, and Xiao Jue, were currently playing in a large, shallow wooden tub filled with warm spring water.
Their bodies were in a hilarious state of partial transformation; their upper halves were still perfectly round, ultra-fluffy white snowballs with twitching leopard ears and wet pink noses, but beneath the clear water, their beautiful, glowing blue merman tails were swishing happily, sending small sprays of silver water into the air.
They were completely unaware of the political storms brewing in the heavens above, their small minds entirely focused on chasing a small rubber duck that Lin Wan had brought from her modern inventory.
