Song He never imagined that this creature could actually... sign a contract to share lifespan and magic power.
He always considered himself no saint, always holding back a move, and being extremely cautious when it came to contracts—whether selling something or subduing something.
There had to be a contract as a restriction.
Now his own Spiritual Beast had done such a foolish thing.
A mortal and a Spiritual Beast with a long lifespan, the difference was truly heaven and earth, wholly a case of the latter providing benefits to the former.
It could even hinder the Spiritual Beast.
At this moment, Song He finally understood those plots from the TV dramas in his past life—the preference between a stranger and one's own Spiritual Beast was obvious without saying.
Since it had happened, blaming anyone was meaningless.
The important thing was to find a solution.
