Wang Zixuan opened his mouth as if to refute, but he was unsure of how to argue back.
Yu Ziqing picked up his teacup as a gesture.
"Let tea stand in for wine, a toast to you."
He found Wang Zixuan's transformation fascinating.
If it was the former Wang Zixuan, he would only act for profit, for his own safety, taking Long Bridge and those little black along.
But ever since he gained a human form, he liked to roam around, like a street rascal.
He enjoyed visiting brothels, listening to storytellers, hearing Jade Tablet, savoring gourmet food and drinking alcohol.
Now, he even developed some feelings from spending time with the little black, hoping to give them a good ending.
It was no longer merely to prevent the return of the slumbering one.
The starting point for achieving his goals had changed.
So, Yu Ziqing said he was becoming more and more like a human, not just possessing a human form.
Wang Zixuan seemed lost, deep in contemplation.
