Yun Ran just landed in a small courtyard on the outskirts of Licheng, planning to tidy up a bit before heading into the city.
As a result, right near the small courtyard, she saw Dragon Spirit standing at the roadside with an annoyingly bright smile.
At the sa ti, he was holding a very familiar sea turtle in his hand.
Yun Ran took off her hood, and imdiately the loud noise reached her ears: [Ahhhh, I actually t my living savior!!!]
Now, Yun Ran was clear about everything—this sea turtle was exactly the one she had encountered during the Xuann Competition before.
Yun Ran looked up at Dragon Spirit. Although she said nothing, Dragon Spirit clearly saw it in Yun Ran’s eyes.
The blatant ssage was: ’You actually went through all the trouble to bring back such a dumb thing?’
Dragon Spirit suddenly felt sothing clogging his heart, confirming their astrological misalignnt.
At this mont, Yun Ran lazily asked, "Why are you here?"
Dragon Spirit took a deep breath, suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and then cast a disdainful glance at the sea turtle that embarrassed him.
"You’re really a heartless fellow!"
Yun Ran pouted, turned around, and opened the courtyard door, which she had previously asked Fang Yu to prepare as a temporary rest spot.
Seeing Yun Ran enter without looking back, Dragon Spirit followed her inside with a blank expression, closing the door behind them.
Dragon Spirit had no idea that he was becoming more ’polite’ now.
Had it been when he just succeeded in his body seizing, forget about closing doors, Yun Ran wouldn’t dare turn her back on him without expecting an ambush.
The Little Papern were busy tidying up, while Yun Ran was getting ready to freshen up, casually saying, "Make yourself at ho."
Dragon Spirit kicked the sea turtle that had embarrassed him into the corner, sulking alone.
Finally spotting a free Little Paperman, he grumpily shouted, "Can’t you see there’s such a big person sitting here? Go pour so water!"
The Little Papern were usually not short-tempered, and if anyone else had spoken to them like that, they would have been retorted.
But since they were observant, facing Dragon Spirit could only make them tuck their tails.
Quickly, the Little Papern brought Dragon Spirit the best tea, also prepared by Fang Yu, no worse than those so-called tribute teas.
Nowadays, Dragon Spirit could distinguish good from bad tea, and after sipping a few mouthfuls, his anger dissipated quite a bit.
Yun Ran ca out after washing up, her hair still dripping. Normally, her hair was dried by Ginsengfruit.
Now that Ginsengfruit wasn’t around, it naturally fell to the Little Papern, one holding a hairdryer larger than itself.
Another Little Paperman held a towel to dry Yun Ran’s hair; they cooperated quite well.
Seeing this, Dragon Spirit couldn’t help but twitch his mouth. He genuinely didn’t expect Yun Ran to enjoy life this much.
Then, with a subtle yet disdainful glance at the nearby sea turtle—his little follower that he still had to feed.
Indeed, comparing oneself to others is frustrating and infuriating the more he thought about it!
The sound of the hairdryer was quiet, not interfering with the conversation.
The Little Papern served Yun Ran tea and snacks. She took a sip before looking at Dragon Spirit.
"So, what brings you to ?"
Dragon Spirit’s gaze fell on Yun Ran’s arm, where a resentfully possessed vine was creeping upward.
"What did you do again to attract this sort of thing?"
With Dragon Spirit’s thousand-year-old experience, he knew a thing or two about the resentnt on Yun Ran.
While Dragon Spirit was wary and speechless, Yun Ran remained unruffled.
"What could I do? Of course, I am eliminating demons to uphold righteousness. If there’s the slightest chance of redemption, I wouldn’t eradicate them. You should know this best."
In a way, Dragon Spirit wasn’t a good thing either, causing chaos many tis in the past, leading to nurous deaths.
But the Heavenly Dao didn’t eliminate him, allowing him the chance for Dragon Transformation.
That is why Yun Ran spared Dragon Spirit a chance and even gave him an opportunity; otherwise, Dragon Spirit might have t his end countless tis by now.
Dragon Spirit was initially speechless and furious about Yun Ran attracting such a troubleso entity, but hearing her words left him tongue-tied.
Indeed, he had forgotten Yun Ran was on the Righteous Path.
Though Xuan Sect people like her were demon hunters, they’d earn rit by turning demons toward the Righteous Path if there was a chance.
But he still found Yun Ran’s words irkso; he was still nonchalant.
Only because they were acquainted did he care a little, hardly marking his step on the right path, hmph!
Yun Ran sensed Dragon Spirit’s awkwardness, setting her cup down with a chuckle, "You’re already on my ship; do you think I’d let you leave?
You were vouched by to enter the Special Administration Bureau, so you must abide by their regulations and codes.
If you dare to act up halfway or tarnish my reputation, see if I won’t strip your scales and skin!"
Dragon Spirit: ...
Although Yun Ran’s words were harsh, Dragon Spirit oddly found them more natural, like a cover for his awkward and contradictory nature.
He refrained from mischief under duress, still feeling like a majestic Dragon Spirit; who would want to be a good person!
"Hmph, eting you in this life is bad luck for eight lifetis. When you’re gone, we’ll see who can restrain !"
Yun Ran rolled her eyes at Dragon Spirit, not wanting to engage with this stubborn character reluctant to admit reform.
Dragon Spirit looked embarrassed as Yun Ran ignored him.
Coughing lightly, he forced conversation, "Well, if you ask nicely, I might help dispel that resentnt. After all, I’m the great Dragon Spirit!"
"Get on with whatever you have to do."
Dragon Spirit didn’t expect his offer of help to be t with such disdain, instantly infuriated.
Standing up, he glared viciously at Yun Ran, "I knew it; you can’t be helped. In the future, even if you beg for help on your knees, I won’t bother with you!"
After speaking, Dragon Spirit turned, grabbed the sea turtle he had kicked to the corner, and walked away, fuming.
[Ahhhh, I don’t want to leave, I haven’t thanked my savior, let go of ...]
The sea turtle hadn’t had a chance to reminisce with his savior before being dragged away, its voice fading until it couldn’t be heard anymore.
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