The little boy who just woke up was a bit stunned, his gaze slowly falling on Little Taotie.
Little Taotie gave a soft smile, "Hello there."
As soon as the childish voice fell, the other party rushed over, his eyes turning into an extremely thick black, the whites also taken over by blackness.
"What's wrong with you?!" Little Taotie retreated repeatedly.
Hua Jinyan stepped forward and pulled Little Taotie behind him, staring heavily at the charging boy.
The boy paused mid-motion, floating in mid-air, those dark eyes fixed on Hua Jinyan.
From those deeply thick black eyes, a hint of fear seemed to emerge, silently retreating back into the mural.
Peeking out from behind Hua Jinyan, Little Taotie exclaimed in surprise, "Why did he go back?"
Feng Qi stood in front of the mural, speaking to the boy within it.
She murmured, her voice soft, and even though Little Taotie perked up his ears, he couldn't quite make it out, so he couldn't help but move closer to eavesdrop.
