"Someone buried something here?"
The Huang Daxian cupped its paws and nodded, its small eyes shining as if it were presenting a treasure.
"Is it treasure? Who would hide treasure here?"
An Ning kept digging as she asked. For once, it didn't occur to her to probe with her spiritual power. She muttered to herself, "I might as well enjoy the fun of digging for treasure."
"Thanks, Huang Da— What the hell!"
The curse slipped out as she snapped the shovel in her hands with her strength.
"Th-th-this… is the 'treasure' you were talking about?"
The Huang Daxian's small, surprisingly human-like eyes blinked knowingly at An Ning.
'It… is innocent.'
'It never said it was treasure!'
'And most importantly, it can't talk!'
Bafflingly, An Ning understood what the Huang Daxian meant. She let out a breath and chided herself.
"I've really regressed. It's just a bone, is it really worth this reaction?"
