"Who are you?" Ming Yuerong watched the little creature before her warily.
It had appeared here out of nowhere. How could it possibly be anything good?
Moreover, it faintly exuded an undertone that made her heart palpitate.
Yet, for some reason, the sight of those pure black eyes and its adorably clumsy appearance made Ming Yuerong's heart soften slightly.
No. This had to be an illusion.
Behind it, there must be mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"Tonight's dew is white; the moon shines brightest over one's hometown." She recited another line, but Little Panda merely blinked its eyes and looked up at her innocently.
It even stretched out a tiny paw and tentatively touched her.
She was, after all, a government official. It would hardly do for her to beat up a nationally protected animal.
At that moment, she truly wished a monster had come instead.
"Little one, where is your home?" she asked gently.
"Squeak, squeak." Little Panda cried, indicating that it did not know either.
"Ah." Ming Yuerong could only pick it up.
Little Panda was deeply moved.
Old Wen had not lied to it. Change its appearance, and a pretty big sister would hug it.
Its family knew its true nature, but outsiders did not.
Wonderful.
It took the opportunity to nuzzle against her.
"You little rascal." Ming Yuerong smiled, then stepped onto the moon in the night sky one step at a time before finally vanishing.
"Uh, can she use spatial transfer too?" Little Illusion asked in shock.
"No. It should be some kind of illusion combined with rapid short-range movement." Wenren Sheng had noticed that the stars in the sky were flashing rapidly.
"Oh, so that's how it is. Then I'm relieved." As Little Illusion spoke, a button appeared in her hand.
"You're