Si Shuo pursed her lips, gazing at the little black snake that was the spitting image of Ji Liang's Beast Form. With a soft laugh, she gathered her courage and leaned in, gently touching its head with her lips. "See? Hasn't Mother made a lot of progress?"
The little black snake slowly nodded, looking at her earnestly. Its golden eyes were exceptionally brilliant and beautiful.
Si Shuo stroked its head again, then turned to look at the little white snake, which had been diligently gnawing on its Snake Egg but was secretly peeking over at them.
She stroked the little white snake's head as well and said with a smile, "Our Little White is so well-behaved and cute." Her lips touched the little one's cool head.
Seeing the little white snake also go rigid as a stick, Si Shuo felt her remaining fear quickly melt away now that she had taken such a huge step.
