Once it had escaped, its primary desire was not to be assimilated by Big Brother too hastily. It yearned to recapture the hundreds of years that it had spent sealed away. It was determined to find someone to accompany it and play for a few days—a simple wish.
Qiao Mu lifted the child, lightly flicking his little forehead. "Alright, Qiuqiu never said he would absorb you right away. You can play as much as you want, but remember, no more abducting people in the future."
"If you want to play with them, make an effort to befriend them! Don't resort to bandit-like methods to kidnap them!"
The chubby child nodded his small head, not entirely comprehending.
"Where's my Lian?" the little one asked nonchalantly, maintaining a stoic demeanor.
The chubby boy hesitantly intertwined his fingers. "He… he's not friendly. He nearly attacked me!"
Had this man not stopped abruptly, it might have been injured and unable to maintain the boundary in front of it.
