"Hahaha, you old bastard. Has a millennium really passed and you're still so scared of those little critters?" the Golden-Winged Emperor Eagle cackled from ahead, its tone dripping with mockery.
Zhu Jiuqian scoffed irritably. "If I weren't afraid of scorpions, I never would have formed a Contract with an old bird like you! Enough! Why are you backing away? I've been watching you for a while now, cowering over there. Hurry up and summon your Magical Beast!"
Suddenly, Zhu Jiuqian barked at someone next to Mu Chen. Mu Chen followed his gaze and was immediately speechless. At some point, Long Xiaotian had backed away from the group by nearly three meters. He had a strange expression, like someone caught in the middle of an affair.
"What are you doing?" Mu Chen asked, exasperated.
Long Xiaotian stammered, fidgeting for a long while before finally saying, "Can I... not summon it...?"
"Not summon it?"
