No matter how much she stubbornly refused to admit it, how would these three astute men not know that she really had forgotten what had happened inside the Mystic Beast Forest.
However, seeing that she did not plan to say anything in order to save face, they just kept mum.
Mo Lian coughed lightly and changed the topic with a smile, saying, "Qiaoqiao, it's great now. Now that Little Fatty has woken up, you don't have to worry anymore."
Qiao Mu immediately fished out the little white squirrel and stroked its head.
The little squirrel nuzzled her hand happily before turning to glare at Mo Lian. "Who is Little Fatty!"
"You." Mo Lian suddenly reached out to lift it by the tail so that it hung upside down. He then said to it with a contrived smile, "Your body seems to have the aura of a sacred beast, although it is so faint that it is practically imperceptible. But you… are a bit strange."
