Jiang Lu paused in her steps, sensing that familiar aura approaching her.
A corner of her lips curved upward; it seemed this little thing couldn't wait any longer.
Yet she sensed no trace of danger, and her Divine Sense quietly swept outward, quickly locking onto that single figure.
It was too small—so small that Jiang Lu almost overlooked its existence.
She saw its tiny body coiled upon a leaf an arm's length away, its scarlet eyes revealing a hint of curiosity and confusion.
Jiang Lu turned her head, meeting its gaze head-on. She licked her lips, leaned forward, and scrutinized the little thing before her.
It was only the size of a thin string, a bit thicker than a hair, and about five centimeters long. Its entire body was snow-white and translucent, covered in soft down. Resting upon the leaf, it seemed to float right on top of it, faint chills flickering around it.
Atop its head sat a pair of large red eyes. Discovering that Jiang Lu was watching it, its head tilted slightly, and it blinked a few times at her.
Jiang Lu thought to herself, This little bug is quite pretty.
Yet in this place, the combination of white and red was hardly anything simple; furthermore, this bug did not exist within her memories, so it was likely no ordinary poisonous insect.
"Have you been following me all this time?"
Jiang Lu spoke to it, regardless of whether it could understand her or not.
The little bug tilted its head again. Seeing Jiang Lu's mouth open and close, it guessed what she was saying, but as a tiny bug, how could it possibly understand human language?
Unless—
It stared at Jiang Lu for a few seconds, then gave a spring and leaped onto Jiang Lu's shoulder, causing