Speaking thoughtfully, Long Haoyu looked toward the White Little Beast again.
The White Little Beast was not very fast, but it had reached his side in this short while.
It was only the size of a palm, a fluffy white little lump. Without looking closely, one would only think it was an ornament—or, at most, a hand warmer.
It raised its little head to look at Long Haoyu. Its two front paws clutched his pant leg while its two hind paws kept kicking, heaving and straining as it climbed upward.
"This little fellow..."
Long Haoyu smiled faintly. Seeing how hard the White Little Beast was climbing, he truly wondered whether it would suddenly run out of strength halfway up and fall.
He reached out and plucked the little fellow off his pant leg. He had no desire to keep watching a little beast climb a tree while he himself stood there as that tree.
Perhaps he had used a bit too much force. The moment Long Haoyu picked up the White Little Beast, its Purple Gold eyes began rolling back wildly, and its little pink tongue stuck out of its mouth.
Its head drooped over Long Haoyu's finger, as though it were about to die.
"Big Brother, you used too much strength. You're about to squeeze the White Little Beast to death," Long Haochen shouted from the side.
Long Haoyu came to his senses and hurriedly loosened his grip, allowing the little beast to stand on his palm.
Because the White Little Beast was only palm-sized, as it stood on Long Haoyu's palm, its fur stood on end like a cat's. Only then did it steady itself, peering at Long Haoyu warily.
Meeting the White Little Beast's Purple Gold eyes, Long Haoyu's sense of familiarity grew even stronger. He could