"So, White Depth Field, why are you crying?" Ning asked the little white cub.
"I ran away from home and came here to fight against the other beasts to get stronger," the little cub said.
"Oh, you wanted to get stronger, huh? Did you do it?" Ning asked.
"No, master. All I did was I ended up getting lost. Now I can't find my way back, and I… " the little cub started crying.
"Hey, hey, don't cry," Ning said. "I'm here, so you will be fine."
Ning took the little cub and petted it for a while. "Tell me, why did you want to become strong? You are so young, you have plenty of time to get stronger."
"I need to do it fast, master. My cousins who are the same age as me, and started cultivating at the same time as me are all at least 3 minor realms higher than me," the little cub said with a sad face. "They always tease me, they call me the trash of our family."
"I want to show them that I am not the trash they think I am," he said.
