Kong Hou dawdled and fussed as she transformed, turning into a huge silver-white dragon. She aggrievedly stretched out her claws, then looked back at her tail, and said tearfully, "My scales have gone all dull, it's so ugly. The front claws are this short, the hind claws are that long, totally unbalanced. And these wings on my back—Dong Xiao, I have to admit now, feathered wings really do look better. Look at my wings, not a single feather on them…"
Dong Xiao didn't say anything. Instead, he took out a Recording Stone and quietly recorded Kong Hou's current appearance. He'd let Kong Hou admire it herself later.
Tianmiao climbed onto Kong Hou's back and stepped on her spine a couple of times. "Alright, let's go, catch up with them. No matter what Kong Hou turns into, in my heart she's always the cutest."
"Really? Really?" Kong Hou asked again and again in delight.
