Ye Tian, although saying so, did not avert his gaze and unabashedly sized up Zhao Huimin from top to bottom.
Seeing Ye Tian's gaze, Zhao Huimin's pretty face blushed slightly, feeling somewhat delighted, and she said, "Master, we don't have any strangers at home, right?"
Squeak squeak squeak!
Xiaobao crawled out of Ye Tian's pocket and climbed onto his right shoulder.
"Ah... A rat!"
Even though Zhao Huimin was a cultivator, she was still just a little girl at heart and had an innate fear of rats.
She immediately jumped out of Ye Tian's embrace and retreated far away.
"Disciple, why did you suddenly bring back a rat?"
Han Yichen, upon hearing Zhao Huimin's scream, immediately came out of the kitchen.
"What rat? Where is it?"
Han Yichen walked up to Zhao Huimin and followed her gaze to see the hairless little yellow rat on Ye Tian's shoulder.
"What an odd little rat, its eyes are so spirited, just like a human's."
