"New coffee!"
Three-Eyed Golden Lion was so delighted that even her little tail started wagging.
Di Tian: What the hell? Who turned my auspicious beast into this?
Of course, given Three-Eyed Golden Lion's current bulk, her wagging tail was not much different from a steel whip.
It might have looked fluffy and adorable, but if Bai Ran dared reach out to touch it, he probably would not get to keep his whole hand. (Bi Ji, save me!)
"Yes, but I can't make it right now."
After he fell unconscious, the storage ring on Bai Ran's hand had been removed.
Even if the effects of the Bewitching Soul Flower had worn off early and Bai Ran woke up in the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest, he would basically have had no chance of surviving.
But what if?
To eliminate even that one-in-ten-thousand possibility, all the storage Soul Tools on Bai Ran had been confiscated by the personal guards of the White Tiger Duke Mansion, preventing him from truly escaping the Star Dou Great Forest using the supplies in his possession.
Thus, the only thing left on Bai Ran was that level-eight defensive Soul Tool shield—whose actual level was seven—which would deploy at a critical moment to protect his life.
"Little Bai Ran, are you messing with me?"
At those words, Three-Eyed Golden Lion instantly bared her teeth, an unhappy rumbling sound coming from her throat.
"Big kitty, hear me out first. It's not that I don't want to make it—I just don't have the ingredients to make fruit coffee anymore."
"Oh, so you just don't have the materials?
Oh, that's nothing to me.
By the way, Little Bai Ran, judging by the Soul Power aura around you, it seems you've already reached level twenty. Have you absorbed a Soul