"I don't know ..."
The dark heavenly Qilin was confused.
"In the arena, you obtained the strongest power. You could have killed me at the first moment! But you didn't do that!"
"This proves that you still have a conscience!" Chen Xiaobei said. They valued friendship! Just based on these two points, you are qualified to be my friend!"
"This ..."
The dark sky Qilin's expression faltered slightly before it fell silent.
When it was in the ring, it had regained its freedom and gained unprecedented combat power. It could kill Chen Xiaobei with a single thought.
However, it knew very well that its freedom and strength were all thanks to Chen Xiaobei.
It didn't want to repay kindness with enmity.
This was conscience!
It was ironic that most people in the sacred ancestor ancient battlefield no longer knew what a conscience was.
On the contrary, a magical beast that had yet to transform was still a kind-hearted and grateful beast!
