When Little White Meow saw it, it jumped up excitedly! It wanted to lick it again, but Rong Huang held it with two fingers and it could not move.
"Since you don't want your current master to step into the past, use your brain." Rong Huang said calmly. A hint of reminiscence flashed in his eyes. The first-generation territory spirit was his good friend and also his last good friend.
Rong Huang, who was reminiscing, had just released a sense of loneliness when Yun Zhixi covered the back of his hand. No matter how the man in front of her hid it, she could always see the deepest emotions in his eyes. She knew that he was reminiscing.
Rong Huang's brows relaxed slightly when he heard her gentle words. He held her hand and said, " I won't let the Universal Territory collapse if I'm here. "