Evening.
Qiao Sang, after bathing, went to the training ground with Yaobao in tow.
It was the usual 5-centimeter sprint above the ground.
She had just started running when she suddenly thought of something and propped herself up on the soft fur, turning her head to say worriedly,
"Don't run off into the sky without a sound again this time."
"Yaobao!"
Yaobao agreed cheerfully.
It had no obsession with plucking stars; it was solely because its younger brother liked them. If not allowed to pluck, then it wouldn't pluck. Training was more important!
Qiao Sang's mind was put at ease, and she lay back down again.
"Xun~"
Little Treasure-seeking Ghost was perched on its Beast Tamer's belly, staring unblinkingly at the starry sky.
After spending so much time together, Qiao Sang had a pretty good idea of what the little Treasure-seeking Ghost liked.
It liked pretty things, and those pretty things were always small objects.
