Su Nanzhi had never seen this Little Binghua in full bloom before, its center emitted a faint light.
However, Little Huomiao on Su Nanzhi's body had somehow made its way out without her knowing and, seeing the Little Binghua blooming, excitedly ran over and sat right in the middle.
So, from Su Nanzhi's perspective, what looked like a cold, pale blue flower now had its pistil replaced by a chubby, burning flame.
It even had a strange kind of harmony.
Su Nanzhi: "..."
With an expressionless face, she thought: Oh, this idiot.
Su Nanzhi was unmistakably disdainful.
But she could finally be sure that Jiang Beiyu hadn't encountered any danger here, and the mother-child pearl must have malfunctioned somehow.
Realizing this, Su Nanzhi didn't linger for long, grabbing the oblivious chubby Little Huomiao to leave, only to have Little Binghua reluctantly cling to both the flame and Su Nanzhi.
"..."
"Let's go back." Su Nanzhi said quietly.
