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Holding a jug of wine, Luo Shaoyan sat on a chair outside, watching Zhu Minglang, who sat alone on the spacious lawn, laughing inexplicably to himself.
As the cold wind blew, Luo Shaoyan took a sip of wine and sighed softly, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have taken him to play something so thrilling."
On the lawn, Zhu Minglang once again channeled spiritual energy and earnestly admonished the azure Glow Spirit in his palm, "You don't need to give anything more to me; this is for nurturing you. Be good, you need to grow now."
The Glow Spirit's big eyes gazed at Zhu Minglang. In the end, it shook its fluffy body as though it wanted to give Zhu Minglang all the good things it was hiding.
Zhu Minglang scratched his head.
The Little Glow Spirit was still too young; there were some difficulties in communication.
After many persistent efforts, Zhu Minglang finally made the Little Glow Spirit understand that it didn't need to give to others and should absorb for itself.
