Yun Yantian now felt that the totem spirit was almost the same as the god of plagues. At his age, this was the first time he had been so humiliated.
When he thought about how he had been used as a kite, he wished that he could find a hole to hide in.
He was afraid that Yun Chujiu would not be willing to take Xiao Baiyun away, so he quickly said, “Senior Yun, I don’t have any other intentions when I say this. I am also thinking for your sake.
You have also seen that the totem spirit can easily imprison a person. It must have incredible abilities. Perhaps it will be of great help when the time comes.”
Although Yun Chujiu knew what Yun Yantian was thinking, she felt that it was not worth embarrassing him since she was about to leave. She smiled and said,
“Xiao Baiyun is My Yun now. I naturally have to take it away.”
Yun Yantian immediately heaved a sigh of relief, but he was a little worried that Xiao Baiyun would not leave with Yun Chujiu.
