Under the night sky, amid the impassioned strains of a violin, Qiao Sang and Ke Guan Meow locked eyes, like a fated encounter.
The next second.
Ke Guan Meow flicked its tail and walked away.
Qiao Sang: "!!!"
"Ya Bao! Get it!"
Qiao Sang leaped up and flipped onto Ya Bao's back in a stylish pose.
"Ya!"
Hearing its Beastmaster's command, Ya Bao instinctively tensed its limbs and prepared to sprint. But the instant its left foreleg stepped forward, it seemed to remember something and pulled it back.
"Ya?"
Who was it supposed to chase again?
Qiao Sang: "..."
"The short little legs walking ahead! The one carrying a bag!" Qiao Sang pointed ahead at Ke Guan Meow, which was nearly out of sight as it strode away with elegant steps.
"Ya!"
Ya Bao barked, indicating it had locked onto the target.
It bent its limbs slightly and scraped the ground twice with its right hind leg.
Seeing this, Little Treasure Hunting Ghost hurriedly floated above its Beastmaster's head, holding the unfinished roasted sausage in one claw while tightly gripping its Beastmaster's hair with the other.
"Xun Xun!"
The instant Little Treasure Hunting Ghost was ready, Ya Bao transformed into a blur and vanished from its spot.
Leaving Little Girl alone in the wind, her face full of question marks.
When the young father found Little Girl, he discovered that she was staring motionlessly in a certain direction.
"Didn't I tell you not to run around? How did you get here?" the young father asked in a hoarse voice, rubbing his daughter's hair.
Little Girl came back to herself and looked up happily. "Dad, I just saw a Flame Listening Dog!"
Thinking of what had happened to him earlier, the young father's mouth twitched. "Are you sure you didn't mistake