As the voice fell, Little Spider's expression remained calm. As the considerate little cotton-padded jacket of the Master, it was very much in tune.
(*°O°*)
Eggy wasn't surprised either. Don't think it's truly naive. It had always been serious about food and had detected the problem early on.
But there was no difference. What was the use of thinking so much? Swallow all the troubles, and that's it!
'Something is wrong!'
Only Mousie fell into deep thought, feeling that recently, it couldn't keep up with the intellect of Cultivators!
What is a Fantasy Species?
And when did Cultivators discover it?
Could it be that its brain had been filled with too much Serena lately, reducing its wisdom?
Did Spider Sister and Eggy also know about it?
At this thought, Mousie turned its head and could see an expression of "confusion" on Spider Sister's face, while Eggy still looked like a hungry dragon roaring, chewing on a large amount of paper, with clear yet foolish eyes.
