The Three-Eyed Golden Lion leaped out of Bi Ji's arms and padded over to Xu Xin's feet, rubbing against them again and again.
Soft murmurs came from her mouth.
Looking down at the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, who seemed to be acting cute, Xu Xin was somewhat puzzled. He looked at Bi Ji beside him, asking her to explain.
"Ahem, Hall Master."
"This little fellow says, 'Big brother, can you let me wear one...'"
With a flushed face, Bi Ji softly explained it to Xu Xin.
Xu Xin smiled helplessly. This little fellow really was... relying on her cuteness to act adorable.
It was just that he could not understand soul beasts, which was rather inconvenient.
Xu Xin slowly crouched down and picked up the little fellow. "Not yet. I'll give you one once your cultivation is higher."
Poking the little fellow's brow, Xu Xin spoke gently.
"Awooo!"
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion lay in Xu Xin's arms, grumbling unhappily.
Xu Xin raised his eyes again and looked at Bi Ji beside him.
"She says no, no, she wants to wear it now."
Bi Ji was embarrassed even as she translated. Thankfully, she had not used a cutesy tone, or she would have been mortified.
Xu Xin gave a bitter smile and rubbed the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's head. "No, no. You're still too weak right now. Giving you one would be a waste."
"When you reach hundred thousand year cultivation, I'll save a mask for you, all right?"
This little fellow was quite thoughtful toward him. Compared to Bi Ji, she was indeed more suited to wearing a mask.
But right now, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's cultivation was still too low. Giving her a mask now would be somewhat wasteful. If her cultivation were higher, then it would be possible.
"Whimper..." The