Petting the Dragon
The white-horse-and-blue-robe youth looked excited and delighted when he saw "Little White."
But when Little White saw the blue-robed youth, he seemed to bristle like an angry cat, poised to attack at any moment.
"Little White, Little White, were you washing your face just now? Or drinking water?" The white-horse-and-blue-robe youth showed no awareness of the danger at all. He strode over and sat down beside Little White.
Little White bared his sharp fangs at the youth, looking incredibly adorable.
[Overall, judging by appearances, this "Little White" gives off the impression of Senior White when he was young... But.] Song Shuhang gazed from afar at the bristling Little White.
But in terms of temperament, he was completely different. Of course, temperament changed as people went through different experiences. It was perfectly normal for Senior White to have been a little cuter as a child.
"Little White, let me introduce you to a new friend." The white-horse-and-blue-robe youth laughed heartily, then waved at Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang rubbed his face. "Make myself look as friendly as possible with a smile, then go over to Little White."
"His name is Overlord Blade Song One. It's a very imposing name. I picked up this friend on the road just now," the white-horse-and-blue-robe youth said happily.
Little White raised his head and glanced at Song Shuhang. After a while, he gave Song Shuhang a slight nod.
"Little White, Little White, shall we practice blade techniques today? It's rare to run into Fellow Daoist Overlord Blade Song One, so I feel today is perfect for practicing blades." The white-horse-and-blue-robe youth laughed heartily.
Little White immediately glared at Song Shuhang and bared his teeth at him.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Was this the legendary transference of hatred? With just one casual sentence, he had