Mo Yan naturally wouldn't agree; she still wanted to see what the Lingzhi would turn into—whether it would become black as she imagined.
Black Lingzhi?
Forgive her for never having seen one, let alone heard of it. But in its red state, it had already made Dabai drool buckets; purple was barely controllable for it. If it turned black... this creature might just swallow it down without heeding her objections.
"Alright, Dabai, stop looking. Even if you keep looking, I won't let you eat it now," Mo Yan said with a chuckle as she patted its head, leading it into the orchard.
This creature wasn't as greedy as Little Flower, but its reaction upon seeing Lingzhi was far more intense.
"Ao—"
Dabai let out a low whimper, reluctantly backing away, turning its head three times with each step as it followed Mo Yan into the orchard.
They picked a variety of fruits, putting a few in baskets for Little Flower and Dabai to eat.
