Returning to his family, Chu Mu was in high spirits. After all, he had lived with them for over a decade. Having been away for so long, he truly missed them.
"Swish, swish, swish~~~"
White splashes of water scattered about, as Little Hiding Dragon lounged happily on Chu Mu's shoulder. Surprisingly, it jumped onto the railing of its own accord, but its tender claws slipped, prompting Little Mo Xie to frustratedly use its tail to wrap around the playful creature to prevent it from falling into the river.
Little Mo Xie wasn't all that playful. Mainly, it was just gluttonous and lazy. Ever since the birth of Little Hiding Dragon, Mo Xie acted like a little nanny, constantly watching over the creature to prevent it from getting lost.
Chu Mu flipped his palm, holding two crystal, fingernail-sized spirits. He fed the larger one to Little Mo Xie and the smaller one to Little Hiding Dragon.
