"Junior Brother Wang, you truly live up to that awakened crocodilian bloodline. White Light has only seen you twice, yet he's already this close to you. Those four years I spent raising him were all for nothing.
"Why don't I just give him to you? Even if you don't form a spirit contract with him, you could raise him as an ordinary spirit beast. He could keep Big Green company." The yellow-robed man's eyes shifted before he suddenly made this suggestion.
"Senior Brother Zhou, you must be joking. You spent several hundred spirit stones buying Little White back then. Wouldn't giving him to me for free be a huge loss?" Wang Yu was taken aback.
"Heh, Junior Brother Wang, you said it yourself-that was the price back then. Now that Little White's mutation has taken a turn for the worse, he's probably worth less than an ordinary Iron-Head Crocodile.
"Besides, he's no longer a young beast. Even if I tried selling him, I doubt anyone would want him. I'm also planning to find another spirit beast to form a spirit contract with, so I really don't have the resources to raise any others. If you're willing to take him, that would be one less worry on my mind," Zhou Chu said earnestly.
Wang Yu hesitated, then lowered his head to look at the little white beast on his arm.
The little white crocodile craned his neck and gave two more soft cries, a faint glimmer of intelligence in his small black eyes.
"All right. Since you put it that way, Senior Brother, I'll take Little White. But I can't accept him for nothing. I've finished repairing the magical artifact you brought me last time. I won't charge the fee we agreed on-consider it payment for Little White." Wang Yu stroked