"I was born beside the tree ancestor. I usually eat flowers and plants. I don't eat meat or kill." The snow Qilin lowered its head, feeling inferior.
As a demon, he didn't kill?
"Lester, he's more suited to cultivate Buddhism than you are!" Braydon Neal said with meaning.
"I'm your second brother!" Lester Crawford was immediately displeased by the sarcasm.
Braydon patted the snow Qilin's head and smiled faintly. "If you don't want to kill, then don't. You're still young and not ready to see blood. Follow me from now on. If you don't want to hurt anyone, that's up to you!"
"Isn't that the saint beast of Hundred Generation Mountain, the snow Qilin?"
Some of the girls recognized the creature and were shocked.
How could such a being become someone else's mount?
The girl addressed Braydon more politely. "Senior, Immortal King Mountain doesn't accept outsiders. It's a sect rule. Please leave."
