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Soon, Little Dragon landed beneath a pine tree atop the mountain, and Huang Yi jumped off, stepping onto the fresh soil beneath. A gentle breeze blew by, instantly giving one a sense of detachment from the mundane world.
"Woof, woof!" Little Dragon clearly spotted the dozen or so Spirit Grasses in the vegetable garden, his big eyes blinking as they lit up with excitement, twisting his little butt and ready to rush over for a feast.
"You can't just do as you please; these belong to someone! They're not ours!" Huang Yi immediately stopped Little Dragon, not allowing it to be naughty.
With its spirits dampened, Little Dragon turned around and walked back glumly, yet it still kept turning its head to look at the small vegetable garden, nibbling on its own little paws with a craving look.