“Don’t kill it yet,” Han Jingru said to the Ruby-eyed Python.
Han Jingru’s words were sacred to the Ruby-eyed Python, so it was quick to obey.
The Manticore looked at Han Jingru gratefully. Evidently, a familiar of this level was sentient. Just as it was about to escape, Han Jingru voiced, “I stopped it from killing you; it doesn’t mean you can leave.”
The Manticore froze in its spot, bewildered.
The next thing Han Jingru did was turn around to ask Huang Xiaoyong, “Do you want it?”
“Want?” Huang Xiaoyong stared at Han Jingru, confounded. “Want what?”