"BOOM!"
The gasp had barely escaped their lips when Xiaobai's figure suddenly descended from the sky, landing with a boom that sent snow flying several meters high. Standing on Xiaobai's head, Mu Chen immediately spotted Wan Xianlin and the others. He raised a hand and smiled faintly. "Hey, sorry about that. Didn't mean to startle you all again."
Wan Xianlin wiped the sweat from his temple. His eyes scanned Xiaobai up and down a few times before he shook his head. "That's no problem. But this Magical Beast... if this old man is not mistaken, it's a Magical Beast that possesses the Bloodline Power of a Snow Qilin, isn't it?"
'A Magical Beast that possesses the Bloodline Power of a Snow Qilin?'
Hearing itself described this way, Xiaobai was instantly displeased. It gave a cold snort. Aside from those close to Mu Chen, even Wan Xianlin was beneath its contempt. Just as it was about to rebuke Wan Xianlin, a voice suddenly echoed in its mind, causing it to clamp its mouth shut.
