C1135 Absorbing a Hundred Times

Feng Zhentian sensed Little Thing's heartache, yet he couldn't decipher its language, so he refrained from probing further. However, before Little Thing retreated into its space, Feng Zhentian's voice reached out, "Little Thing, whatever troubles you, I'm here to listen if you wish to share. You're my friend, after all." Little Thing caught the meaning, hesitated briefly, turned its tiny head