The backpack opened, and it suddenly lit up inside. The little creature saw Ling Feng's helpless face, quickly flipped over, buried its head in its back, and covered its head with its little paws while tightly clamping its little tail, just like a child who had done something wrong.
Seeing it like this, Ling Feng, even though annoyed, couldn't bring himself to scold it. How could he seriously scold such a silly and adorable little creature?
However, the fact that it had eaten all the large chunks of compressed meat in the backpack did trouble Ling Feng a bit. He couldn't understand how this little creature's stomach worked—it hadn't left anything for him.
"Okay, stop covering your head!" Ling Feng said grumpily, "I'm not blaming you anymore, so stop looking so scared!"
The little creature seemed to understand Ling Feng's words as it pleasingly hopped onto Ling Feng's hand, lying on its back and clutching Ling Feng's thumb while continuously licking it.