Xiao Tian turned and walked toward a large blue stone. A jade jar sat on top of it, filled with Taiyi True Water.
That was exactly the half portion of Taiyi True Water Little Fellow had originally planned to give Xiao Tian.
Little Fellow glanced at Xiao Tian's retreating back and subconsciously kicked a blue stone beside him shaped like a brick. He wanted to pick it up. The more he looked at that blue stone, the more perfectly it seemed to match the back of Xiao Tian's head, as if that spot were attracting the stone.
"Tsk, why am I getting more and more practiced at knocking people out from behind? Now whenever I see the back of someone's head, my hands start itching."
"It must be because I accepted memories from the future and was influenced by my future self's habits. After all, I'm a good kid."
"Forget it. I'd better hold back. After all, this half portion of Taiyi True Water was already decided to be given to Xiao Tian. I'm a good person who keeps his word."
When he thought about hitting Xiao Tian like that, and how the silver-robed youth might be furious enough to die afterward—what if he went mad, or was left with some kind of trauma? That would not be good, since there was no deep hatred between them.
Little Fellow stared at his back, his small hands twisting together, his big eyes blinking and blinking, incomparably torn.
Seeing this, Big Red Bird somehow understood Little Fellow's thoughts. Perhaps it had seen in Little Fellow the same look it used to have before making a move.
A fierce light gleamed in its eyes. It gestured at Little Fellow, then motioned with one wing, as if asking whether they should strike together!
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