Chapter 118 Run, Little Lamb

• Sophia’s POV
• Before I resorted to running, I laid down on the ground first. Since I’m in the garden, coincidentally, there are a bunch of white flowers like baby’s breath, lilies, chrysanthemums, and the like. I totally camouflaged with Lia's silver-white fur. Holding my breath at the same time intensified my concealment as I awaited for the ringing bells to pass by the garden. I thought of myself as a flower, so that my conceal’s essence would be the same and not a big space of nothing. That would clearly arouse suspicion.
• They didn’t bother to conceal themselves to reserve their strength. The bells would make them noticeable anyway, so there’s that.