"Hehe, the little one has guts and good ideas."
Little Kingfisher laughed, its playful black eyes gleaming: "We'll see when you grow up."
"Stop howling."
Lin Qingluo felt helpless: "The Demon Dragon Egg is still a disaster in the Human Realm. I need to think carefully about what we should do next."
"Sister."
The little child suddenly wiped away his tears, showing some determination on his tender face: "As long as you don't return the Demon Dragon Egg to the Demon Realm, Ruoxie will listen to you and gladly acknowledge you as his master, and form a Soul Contract."
"What qualifications do you have with such weak mana, little Qilin, to form a Soul Contract with the master?"
Little Kingfisher laughed, looking disdainful as he sized him up from head to toe.
"I can tame beasts."
The little child stubbornly replied: "And I'm good at using poison. There are no poisonous insects or beasts in the world that I can't control; they all obediently listen to me."
