"Tooth?"
The Fire-Toothed Dog tilted its head, quite puzzled by its little brother's actions.
"Xun~"
The little Treasure-seeking Ghost sweetly called out to the wind sculpture.
The wind sculpture didn't know the Treasure-seeking Ghost but recognized Qiao Sang.
As a member of the order keepers in Qitang Town, it was familiar with the behavior of the Treasure-seeking Ghost.
People often tried to bribe it with food or drink, but it had always righteously refused.
But the creature in front of it was its master's sister's Pet Beast, which by rounding up, sort of made them family.
Should it accept the gesture to give face...
The wind sculpture felt conflicted.
It glanced at the small bottle of milk in front of it.
To call this bribery seemed a bit shabby; it had weaned off milk at the age of three...
This must simply be a friendly gesture.
What ill intentions could a little one with milk to spare have?
The wind sculpture quickly came to terms with it.
"Feng xiou."
