"Nai~" Bai Yujing lowered its head slightly, gazing at the beautiful and adorable girl, as if sensing something.
Yu Miaomiao, having distanced herself from the emotion of "Du Yu returning safely," was also captivated by the alluring Dust Spirit Deer.
The deer and the girl took a good look at each other, each filled with curiosity in their eyes.
Yu Danhai's old voice came through, tinged with a trace of hope: "Little friend, did you find..."
Du Yu nodded: "I encountered the Haici Bird one stormy night.
When I found it, the Haici Bird was battling against the sea."
Yu Danhai's tall and thin body trembled slightly: "Did you truly find the Haici Race?"
Du Yu looked at the old man: "I mentioned you to the Haici Bird, but it no longer remembers."
Yu Danhai opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing, a hint of sadness in his expression.
Yu Miaomiao, noticing her grandfather's emotion, promptly said: "Perhaps the Haici Bird Du Yu encountered wasn't the one that saved Grandpa."
