Xiaobai gazed at Qin Qing with eager eyes, waiting for Qin Qing's next words.
Qin Qing took a deep breath and said, "Actually, your mother hasn't completely left this world; she has always been with us."
"Moo moo?" Xiaobai's eyes showed a puzzled expression.
"When this Azure Dragon Spear was being forged, it was blended with the main tendon of your mother."
"So… your mother, in fact, has always been here."
"I am using this spear now, but once you transform into human form and are able to practice spear technique, then I will reforge this spear and give it to you!"
Qin Qing looked at Xiaobai.
Upon hearing Qin Qing's words, Xiaobai's eyes immediately revealed feelings of loss, sorrow, and profound reluctance.
It leaped out and coiled around the Azure Dragon Spear in Qin Qing's hand.
Clutching it tightly, as if wishing to be closer to its mother and to more distinctly sense that once-familiar scent.
On that day, Qin Qing did not leave.
