While they were waiting for the dwarf soldiers to gather, Wang Teng took the little crow out of his bag and fed some meat to it.
The lady dwarf, Ni Ya, looked at them curiously for some time. She couldn't help but ask, "Is this your spiritual pet?"
"Yes." Wang Teng nodded.
"Why did you think of raising a crow?" Ni Ya frowned.
To many people, crows were ominous. Thus, people rarely raised crows as their spiritual pets. The ancient tribes in the Xingwu Continent felt the same way, so Ni Ya found it hard to understand.
"I don't have so many taboos. Also, it's the descendant of an advanced-rank star beast. There's potential in grooming it," Wang Teng explained in a few sentences.
"Advanced-rank star beast!" Ni Ya was shocked. The cubs of star beasts were rare, much less the descendants of advanced-rank star beasts.
"You are really lucky."
She threw away her prejudice. Instead, all that was left in her heart was jealousy.