"This trip, however, turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Although I almost perished in the spatial rift, the end result is not bad at all." Lu Qingshan spoke candidly, getting up and preparing to leave.
"Yiyi yaya!" A soft and mushy sound arose, and the little deer Yaoyao suddenly flashed over, blocking Lu Qingshan's path with bright, blinking eyes focused on him.
After hesitating for a moment, Yaoyao walked in front of Lu Qingshan and gently licked his hand.
"It says, 'Thank you for saving Mimi,'" the Western Rat King explained to Lu Qingshan, while mumbling sourly, "The Rat Lord also contributed, yet no one thanks the Rat Lord."
It seemed Yaoyao heard the Western Rat King's complaint, tilted her head to look at him for a while, and after some thought, stretched out her long antlers to nuzzle the Western Rat King's belly, "Yiyi yaya! (Yaoyao also thanks you for saving Mimi)"
