"Little White, this treasure is destined for me, and you are also destined for me!" Wei Yuan sighed.
The little white lion roared, "I am not called Little White! My true name is Gangsa Poli Ren..."
Wei Yuan interrupted it, "Little White, listen, let's not use that name."
"I won't change my name wherever I am! I, Gangsa..."
"Do you still remember the formation here?" Wei Yuan interrupted it again.
"The formation here... I don't remember, oh, I remember, but why should I tell you?"
"Little White, cats shouldn't always be at odds with their spirit food." Wei Yuan stroked a Mirage Demon with deep concern. The little white lion's eyes emitted a green light as it lunged forward, only to find Wei Yuan's hand empty, the Mirage Demon nowhere in sight.
The little white lion glared angrily at Wei Yuan, hesitating whether to compromise. Wei Yuan coaxed, "It's no shame to do it for something to eat!"
