In the capital city, within the Zhou Mansion's backyard, resided Zhou Miaotong's boudoir.
"So, it was the little one who protected you?" Zhu Youji, who had already extracted memories from Jiuzi, maintained a facade of ignorance as he once again learned the truth from Zhou Miaotong's lips.
"Yes, indeed," Zhou Miaotong replied softly, her gaze tenderly fixed on the small creature chasing after a furry ball.
Observing Zhou Miaotong's expression, Zhu Youji smiled and remarked, "It seems you two get along quite well."
"More importantly, what exactly is it? Neither a cat nor a tiger! It eats so much and yet never grows," Zhou Miaotong inquired, her expression serious as she turned her gaze back to Zhu Youji.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Youji's smile faded slightly as he explained, "Little Bai... is actually a spiritual beast."
"A spiritual beast?" Zhou Miaotong's astonishment was evident as she gazed at the small creature with an incredulous expression.