With no outsiders present, the Dragon Spirit actually preferred to maintain its original appearance.
The dragon soul, the size of a raccoon, grumbled, but its body was honest enough, circling around Yun Ran's feet, more or less like a pet cat.
Yun Ran held back for a while before restraining the impulse to kick the Dragon Spirit flying with her foot.
"You're a Dragon Spirit, not a pet. Stop circling me. Also, have you finished the task I gave you, or are you already falling behind?"
Dragon Spirit: ...
He really planned to poison Yun Ran mute one day— that smart mouth never had anything good to say!
"Aren't I happy? You really do have a temper..."
The Dragon Spirit pouted but ultimately didn't finish the last few words, lest he get slapped by Yun Ran.
Behind Yun Ran's back, the Dragon Spirit rolled its eyes multiple times, yet the tone of voice suggested some guilt.
"Alright, I'm going, just wait!"
