Bai Ruozhu felt a pang in her heart. She was leaving, but what about Xiaoxiao? Would he continue to be lonely and lost?
"Ruozhu, are you okay?" She hadn't yet regained her composure when a black figure rushed over like the wind and wrapped her in his embrace.
"I'm fine. He's just a little kid, and I resemble his former sister quite a bit," Bai Ruozhu said.
The Zhong Family's hearts leapt into their throats, each gazing at Bai Ruozhu as though facing an enemy, as if she intended to steal the Taisui.
"Sister Ruozhu, I'm glad you're okay. I should've asked you to come help earlier," Ao Song winked at Bai Ruozhu, "By the way, can you communicate with it? Did it say who cut its meat?"
Bai Ruozhu understood Ao Song's implication instantly, pondered for a bit, and said, "It said it had been in a daze and nearly lost itself. It's now regained consciousness but its memory is somewhat blurry; it'll likely need a few days to sort things out."
