It took a look again at its bucket of honey water and was baffled. Like a treasure box, she had an endless supply of great stuff!
What it did not know was that Gu Xijiu's frequent experience of hunger had taught her to be well prepared.
Her storage bag was always filled with food, no matter where she was going.
The supply was even enough to last the pink candle dragon for years.
Di Hao sat in contemplation. He was not curious about the enormous amount of food that his mother had but had other thoughts in his mind. "Mother, how did you find me here? Where are father and Xuyue?" Obviously, he was more concerned about his family.