"Do I look familiar to you and Sister Yao?" Hua Yunfei asked, looking at Mitian True Spirit. He was curious why it felt that way.
"Yeah. It's clearly our first time meeting, but I still feel like I've seen you two somewhere before." Mitian True Spirit rubbed its chin, studying Jiang Ruoyao and Hua Yunfei as it tried to remember where it had met them.
"Maybe we met in a past life? Everyone has a past life, and sometimes their appearance is more or less similar to what it was back then," Hua Yunfei said.
"Could be. I have indeed lived for a very long time—longer than even your ancestors," Mitian True Spirit said.
"You're so cute. Why do you keep calling yourself 'this old man'?"
Xue Ling'er walked over with a grin and pinched Mitian True Spirit's mouth. To her surprise, Mitian True Spirit felt fleshy and soft to the touch, not at all like something fake.
"What are you doing?"
Mitian True Spirit glared at her, clearly unhappy with Xue Ling'er's behavior. "What kind of race are you? Have you no manners? Be careful not to provoke me, or I'll wipe out your whole clan."
"You're so fierce—and so cute, too." Summoning her courage, Xue Ling'er pinched Mitian True Spirit's cheek again and said with a giggle, "I'm Master's disciple. Could you really bring yourself to hurt me?"
"You're the Master's disciple?" Mitian True Spirit froze, then gritted its teeth and swallowed its anger. "Then I'll let you off this once. But don't think I'm here to let you off the hook forever. Push me too far, and I'll spank you!"
"Hahaha, you really are adorable." Xue Ling'er laughed heartily, growing fond of Mitian True Spirit's cute manner.
"What an obnoxious woman. She has no respect for me