Afraid of bitterness yet unwilling to admit it, wonder who it was that spat out the Dead Spirit Grass the moment it went into their mouth, crying out how bitter it was.
"Xun Xun!"
Little Treasure Spirit pouted, looking at the ground covered with Dead Spirit Grass, steeled its heart, and stuffed handfuls into its mouth with its claws.
As it stuffed the grass in, it stubbornly shouted toward Qingbao:
"Xun Xun, blegh..."
See, it wasn't afraid of bitterness...
Qingbao watched Little Treasure Spirit eating Dead Spirit Grass while feeling sick, with tears welling up in its eyes, and fell silent.
It seemed the grass was really bitter...
Qiao Sang couldn't bear watching any longer, picked a few sweet tree fruits from those Little Treasure Spirit had previously taken out, handed them over, and said:
"Eat something sweet to quell the taste."
