Chen Guan originally thought that a timid and cautious Secret Spirit like the black-red panda would be so scared that it wouldn't show up for days, maybe even never again.
Who would have thought that not even a day had passed, and it returned at night, cozying up with Sengoku, looking quite harmonious.
The two of them kept licking each other's fur, and from time to time, the black-red panda would give Sengoku a paw. Sengoku didn't dodge at all; even when the paw landed on its face, it kept sticking out its tongue to lick the other's paw.
"Flattering dog..." Chen Guan cursed quietly in his heart.
Fortunately, the black-red panda wasn't seriously hitting; it wasn't using force or extending its claws, just playing around.
"Sengoku is pretty much done for, but thankfully I have a trusted Yanzhi," Chen Guan looked at Yanzhi, who was standing guard at the cave like a door god without moving, and felt much better.
