Han Yu watched as the person and the spirit continued their affection without end, and couldn't help but want to step forward, but just after taking a few steps, he was noticed by the Wood Spirit.
It lifted a rather human-like face, full of vigilance and alertness.
Goodness, the first time we met, you kicked me in the face without a word, and now you're giving me this look.
Han Yu felt a burst of dissatisfaction.
"Hey!"
The Mountain Spirit gently raised its head and let out a call, pacing back and forth in front of Han Yu.
"What's it saying?"
Han Yu listened with a bewildered expression, instinctively feeling that the spirit was trying to communicate with him, yet how could he possibly understand?
"Look at the question you're asking, as if I could understand it."
The Artifact Spirit grinned, shrugged its shoulders, indicating its helplessness.
"Damn it, you're an Artifact Spirit, it's a Wood Spirit, shouldn't you be of the same species?"
