A water deity named Old Turtle trembles in the presence of little snow. The old turtle realized he needed to speak out when the little ancestor's demeanor abruptly turned frigid and icy as ice. Otherwise, he would perish at the hands of the child. Meanwhile, Xia Jieye, who was observing from a distance, was clicking his tongue while wearing a smug smirk on his face.
"As expected... This little one had quite a temper. The turtle was scared so much that it started to shake instinctively. But for some reason the more I watch the kid the more he looks like my Jing'er. That man even named him with the same name." He mumbled as he continued to observe Anjing threatening the stupid turtle.
The old turtle frantically spoke out before the little ancestor killed him in anger.
"I know a way. I really know how to bring your friend out of the abyss!!!"
