“You’re finally awake!” Qiao Sang shot up, surprise and relief written all over her face as she hurried to the bedside.
“Xunxun?”
Little Xunbao looked around at the surroundings, then at its beastmaster, and wore a puzzled expression.
What’s wrong with it?
“Yaya!”
Yabao had been staying by its beastmaster’s side and of course had heard the conversation.
It called out solemnly, meaning: you absorbed far too much emotional energy at once.
“Xunxun?”
Curiosity piqued, Little Xunbao cocked its head.
What is emotional energy?
Yabao: “...”
Yabao silently looked at its own beastmaster.
Qiao Sang cleared her throat and explained, “It’s the various emotions people feel when something happens. You used to keep getting pulled toward the scents from some people, remember? That’s emotional energy.”
“Xunxun~”
Little Xunbao’s face showed an “I see” expression.