It was not easy to get a little closer to Shuilu Yana only to receive the dreadful news that it was old and nearing its end of days—Qiao Sang's heart was incredibly complicated at this moment.
No wonder Shuilu Yana seemed to see through human nature, always on guard, and unwilling to get close to humans.
Spending its last year of life being chased from the Ancient Mist Region to the Yuhua Region, this desolate twilight of its existence—anything less than a transformation to the dark side would be an understatement.
With this understanding, Qiao Sang couldn't help but squat down to pat Shuilu Yana's head and said gravely, "You've had it rough."
Shuilu Yana's first instinct was to turn its head away, but seeing the look in the human's eyes, it stopped.
"Lulu..." Feeling the touch on its head, Shuilu Yana's ears twitched unwittingly, and it reluctantly called out.
