Zhu Liang had already drawn his sword, ready to strike. However, his attention was diverted by Xiao Xiao, who was brimming with excitement, her eyes glued to the sooty black thing wriggling in Ye Qingchen's arms.
"Young Master, is this your Demon Egg?" Unable to curb her curiosity, Xiao Xiao reached out and poked it. It was soft and incredibly cute.
Ye Qingchen looked down at the black pig in his arms, and his expression soured. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, could he really deny that this was his magical pet?
"Junior Brother, you're really something else! The magical pet you found is a plain black pig!" Cheng Lu was the first to come over and join the spectacle, his gaze fixed on the little piglet, unable to look away.
