"It seems to be hungry again." Zi Yin said faintly as she wiped the water off her face.
Ling Chuxi broke out in a cold sweat. It seemed that her initial estimation was a little off. This fellow had more than three meals a day. Besides the main course, he also had to eat supper.
"I can't be bothered with it." Ling Chuxi said. He couldn't let it eat without restraint. Otherwise, at the rate it was eating, he wouldn't be able to afford to raise it even if he sold himself. This wasn't the sect's sage realm, where one had to guard a crystal mine and a crystal core without worry for food and clothing.
After little yellow understood Ling Chuxi's words, it lost all of its energy. As if it had been infected by a plague, it stood in front of her with its wings drooped. Its two small eyes were filled with sadness and that pitiful look was really pitiful.
