Lu Zhiling sized up Su Zizhan from head to toe. In terms of appearance and demeanor, he didn't think he was any less impressive. He was also quite presentable, so why did the Little Fox make it seem as if one was in heaven and the other was on earth? He was utterly depressed.
Su Zizhan smiled at the Little Fox nuzzling affectionately in his arms and asked, "Where did you come from?"
Lu Zhiling rolled his eyes and said irritably, "It scrambles into your arms the moment it sees you, and you still don't know?"
Su Zizhan shook his head, looking at him amusedly, "Why are you angry? It's not my fault that we didn't hit it off at first sight."
Lu Zhiling was at a loss for words, seething with rage, and gritted his teeth, "It is a Spiritual Pet of the Yun Clan brought out from Yun Mountain by my sister."