Bai Xue's big eyes were firmly fixed on the ring on the young man's right hand, low growls emanating from her throat. Her fur stood on end, making her appear as if she was angry.
But beneath Bai Xue's angry exterior, Shen Yuan could faintly feel the tiny kitten's body trembling incessantly, as if her anger was merely a cover for the genuine fear in her heart.
This was the first time Shen Yuan had seen Bai Xue behaving in such a manner. Even when confronted with the Fubo Dragon Monarch or Prince Ji Du, Bai Xue had always been able to proudly lift her little head to meet gazes with these formidable figures from ten thousand years ago.
On the surface, he showed no change in his expression, but inwardly, Shen Yuan became somewhat cautious toward the young man wearing the ring.
Shen Yuan reached out to gently stroke Bai Xue's head, soothing her unease.
Finally, Bai Xue calmed down, quietly laying on Shen Yuan's shoulder, but her gaze would occasionally dart toward the ring.
