Little Niu was very happy that Elder Niu's condition had improved.
What he was most afraid of was losing his master. Now that everything was going well, he felt at ease.
As for his life, he actually didn't care much and wasn't afraid. As long as Master was around, he would be open-minded. As for the next twelve years, he would just let nature take its course. As long as Master was around, he could let go of anything.
"I don't want this, this, and this."
Old Wu's harsh voice sounded, and right on the heels of that, something was thrown out.
Little Niu smiled and went to pick it up. He fumbled around and picked it up. Then, he went to the side of the medicinal stove and carefully placed it one by one.
Su Xiaolu frowned. She felt that after not seeing him for a few days, Little Niu seemed to be about to become blind.
