The black jade little beast looked like a bear and a dog. It was very hairy and fat. It was also very cute. Even if it was just a jade statue, it was a very loveable work of art.
Now, the black jade little beast looked red. It looked as if it had been dyed in blood and was going to bleed to death.
Katcha... Katcha-cha...
The black jade little beast's body slowly moved. It looked stiff. It was like a rusted robot.
Every time it moved, some cracks formed on the jade-stone shell. The cracks were getting bigger and bigger. Huge chunks of it fell off. There was wet, black hair underneath the black jade shell.
White King and the blue-clothed fairy's eyes were riddled with nothing short of utter confusion. If Han Sen had just enabled the black jade little beast to wake up, it would have completely shocked them.
The reason they were confused, however, was because the black jade little beast was not solely awoken anymore.