The conversation in front of the Black Stone didn't last long. It seemed Chen Xiaorong had made a point of explaining things, her reason being she didn't want Zhao Zuo to worry too much.
A faint smile appeared on Zhao Zuo's face. Chen Xiaorong's habit of always considering others was an extremely rare trait in this world, which was why it might seem foolish to most.
To Zhao Zuo, however, it was something precious.
The gate to the Cave Mansion had just opened when a red shadow slithered out from a corner of the wall. It was the Fire Spirit Snake named Xiaohei. After just one day, its length had already reached two meters, and the thickest part of its body was about three centimeters in diameter.
It climbed up from Zhao Zuo's ankle. Zhao Zuo could feel a warm energy spreading upward, and soon most of its body was coiled around his right arm. It extended its pink tongue and flicked it against Zhao Zuo's palm again and again... in a very fawning manner.
