Xiao Ji stared at Feng Yuan with dissatisfaction, incessantly shaking his body and tugging at Feng Yuan's sleeve, acting coquettishly. In its opinion, the big, stupid bear could go back into the water, but Xiao Ji, which detested water so much, how could it dive in to catch fish?
"If you're unwilling to go, then there's no helping it, and I certainly don't want to go looking for trouble."
It would be one thing if Amon caught fish on its own, as a Spirit Beast acting naively, but if Feng Yuan did so, it would seem rather unkind. Although he wouldn't go as far as to stop it outspokenly, it would undoubtedly leave a bad impression, and Feng Yuan was too lazy to stir up such trouble.
Seeing that acting spoiled was futile, Xiao Ji sat down with a huff, visibly sulking. Pomiti mimicked Xiao Ji's actions and sat down, but from its vacant gaze, one couldn't tell what it was thinking at the moment.
