"You... you can actually talk. How is this possible."
Zuo Feng looked at the little beast in front of him in utter shock. His voice was trembling as he stammered. The little beast looked around, then slowly said, "Hmm. There's no one else here. It should be safe to talk."
The little beast seemed very cautious and continued, "I remember talking to you a few times already. How come you're only just realizing it now? You really are pretty slow on the uptake."
The next words from the little beast, even though Zuo Feng was still in great shock, made him feel a little exasperated. 'I'm slow on the uptake? That's a joke. I don't think I've ever heard of anyone who met a little beast that could speak human language and still stayed calm, alright. What kind of weirdo is this? And I've been carrying it around with me all along.'
