"Brother Mo, you seem a bit different lately compared to before."
Wan Mingchuan slightly furrowed his brow as he looked at Yun Mo, who was carefully examining his freshly written calligraphy without a care in the world, and whispered to himself, "Ever since you officially became master's steed, you seem to have become more and more composed and calm."
It's known that this great eagle used to emo frequently, sometimes even hiding its head under its wing and sighing while sleeping at night. Since master took him in, he started sighing and dazing less frequently, and later he began diligently learning characters, reading books, cultivating, and now even his demeanor has vaguely changed from before.
Yun Mo felt that today's few words turned out alright, so he put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, shook his head feathers, and smiled, saying, "Being beside the teacher, watching him handle all sorts of trivial matters every day so methodically, my mind inexplicably calmed down.
