How come this scene looks so familiar... Qiao Sang paused for a moment and said, "It's not a tool, it's my Pet Beast."
After saying that, she lifted her arm slightly and used her fingers to poke her backpack where others couldn't see.
Lubao inside the backpack understood the hint.
In the next moment, cold air dispersed abruptly.
The middle-aged uncle who was about to continue chatting to enjoy the coolness felt the surrounding temperature change and instantly lost the desire to stay, turning around to leave.
If it were an Ice-Type related tool, one could buy a similar one, but a pet beast couldn't possibly contract with another Ice-Type.
The people nearby also silently dispersed.
In an instant, a large area was left empty.
"Ting Ting."
Tingbao raised its tail tip to poke the backpack, making a sound, indicating that everyone had left, and it could continue to emit cold air.
