The fiery red eyes fixed firmly on the condensed Flame Fruit.
"Do you want to eat it? Just agree to become my Contracted Beast, and then you can have it anytime, anywhere, okay?"
Su Ping, once again like a creepy man with candy, used Psychic Communication to speak temptingly.
Clearly, Little Flame was extremely eager for this kind of resource.
However, upon hearing Su Ping's words, it immediately stopped its hungry gaze and fluttered its wings again:
"HISS, HISS, HISS, HISS, HISS, HISS! (Humans... sly... detestable, wishful thinking!)"
As expected, it was a bit difficult.
But Su Ping had already readjusted his mood and continued,
"How about this? Let me ask you a few questions. If you answer well, I'll give you this Flame Fruit. How does that sound?"
Upon hearing this, Little Flame thought for a moment, then nodded.
Though its consciousness had revived, the weakness of its body was very real.
