She kept calling out to the Little Cute Dragon in her mind, calling until her brain felt like it was cramping.

However, the Little Cute Dragon was clinging tightly to the Spirit Spring, looking up with its little face, its pair of cute, large eyes shimmering with tears, gazing pitifully at Su Luo, looking so aggrieved.

Inside the portable space, Su Luo, in her Soul form, glared at it with a ferocious expression: "If you don't go out, your Dragon mother will spray a Dragon breath and kill me! Then you'll be done for too! We'll all be finished together!"

She just couldn't understand it; clearly, its biological mother was over there, yet it insisted on clinging to her.

Was it really true that what's one's own isn't as good as what belongs to others? No wonder some children, despite having delicacies at home, insisted on staying at someone else's house to eat chaff.

The Little Cute Dragon continued to gaze at Su Luo with pitiful eyes.

Su Luo feigned a ferocious appearance, picking up the Little Cute Dragon with one hand, intending to drag it back.

The Little Cute Dragon's two lower claws clung tightly to the edge of the Spirit Spring, refusing to let go, tears rolling in its large eyes, as if Su Luo were a child trafficker!

Su Luo covered her forehead. Whose Little Brat was this? Take it home quickly, she couldn't afford to raise it.

She just wanted to return it to its owner, okay? It acted as if she were dragging it to the guillotine.

In the end, Su Luo was truly helpless, because if she didn't go out, the Divine Dragon would definitely kill her with a breath of Dragon breath.

Thus, Su Luo spoke in a coaxing tone, gritting her back teeth while forcing a gentle and warm smile: "How about this, I'll get a big bucket and fill it up for you to take back?"

The Little Cute Dragon shook its head: "…" Not enough to drink…

Su Luo covered her forehead, then smiled fawningly: "How about… we go pay your Dragon mommy a visit first? After all, since you hatched, she hasn't seen you yet."

The Little Cute Dragon shook its head: "…" I'll be taken away!

Su Luo felt her brow twitching repeatedly. Finally, she gave an eerie smile and grabbed the Little Cute Dragon, "Do you think I can't take you away? Hmph!"

She remembered, in this portable space, she was the boss!

When the Little Cute Dragon was carried out of the portable space and appeared in Su Luo's arms, the Divine Dragon was brewing its second breath of Dragon breath.

"Here you go, please take it back quickly." Su Luo held the Little Cute Dragon with both hands and hurriedly presented it.

She placed the Little Cute Dragon on the ground, signaling the little guy to go up and pay its respects quickly.

It had to be said that the Divine Dragon was quite pathetic; the Little Cute Dragon she had gone through so much trouble to give birth to and hatch, after being born, didn't even want to return home, forcing her, as a mother, to chase after it. It was truly embarrassing.

Therefore, when the Little Cute Dragon wobbled, looking back every three steps as it moved in front of the Divine Dragon.

The angry Dragon mother poked its head with her index finger, which was as thick as a water bucket. Consequently, the Little Cute Dragon toppled backward with a thud, like a roly-poly toy.

That appearance was comical and funny; Su Luo almost laughed out loud.

However, the Divine Dragon swept a cold, indifferent gaze toward Su Luo.

That gaze was as cold as ice; it seemed as if a chill was climbing up from the soles of her feet, and Su Luo couldn't laugh anymore.

The depths of the Divine Dragon's eyes contained endless Killing Intent; its gaze flashed with rage, full of Killing Intent, and it was about to spray a breath of Dragon breath at Su Luo.

However, at this very moment, the Little Cute Dragon grabbed the Divine Dragon's finger, climbed up along its arm, and finally sat its butt on the Divine Dragon's nose, completely dispersing the Dragon breath it had been brewing.

At this moment, the Divine Dragon and the Little Cute Dragon were displaying deep maternal affection, acting affectionately toward each other.

Su Luo's heart stirred; if she didn't leave now, when would she?

If the Divine Dragon discovered that the Little Cute Dragon had formed a contract with her, it would probably just slap her to death with one claw.

Thus, Su Luo tiptoed back a few steps, then turned and snuck away.