Feiyan, who had been about to get up, saw the little cub's face turn pale with fright. He arched a brow, his pretty, fox-like eyes glinting, and his body went limp as he fell back to the ground.
"Help, I think I'm injured."
Qiao Qiao, who had been about to sneak away again, stopped in her tracks when she heard Feiyan say he was hurt. She looked back at him, conflicted.
When Feiyan saw the little cub wasn't running anymore, his wails grew even louder.
"A-Am I going to die?"
Qiao Qiao's expression changed drastically. She ran over on her little stubby legs.
"I-I'll use my Healing Skill to save you! You're not going to die."
The panicked little cub grabbed Feiyan's hand and transferred her skill's energy into his body.
Feiyan had just been trying to tease the little cub, but he hadn't expected her to take him seriously.
'This little cub is so adorable.'
"Qiaoqiao, your father seems to be feeling better."
Qiao Qiao pulled her hand back and looked at Feiyan seriously.
