She then ignored him and went to check out the wind caller. As it was badly injured, it was still crouching there, otherwise, it would have escaped earlier.
Its crouching position was rather strange. Though it could no longer support itself, its two fore hooves were still supporting it against the ground, as if afraid to trod on something.
When Gu Xijiu got nearer, it immediately whistled angrily while raising its head as if giving a warning.
However, as it was severely injured, its whistle was not as intimidating as before.
Gu Xijiu said, "I’ll not hurt you; I only want to cure your wound." She took out some medicine and showed it to the wind caller.
The wind caller did not show any appreciation but whistled again, this time taking its voice up a notch.
"Master, it said that you remind him of a weasel paying a courtesy visit to a chicken, albeit with no good intention." The mussel opened its shell in Gu Xijiu’s sleeve and translated lazily.
