Su Yang casually put the porcelain bottle into his pocket, and the Little Turtle immediately became anxious, directly pouncing onto Su Yang's arm and biting and tearing, insisting that Su Yang take out the bottle.
Of course, this little guy knew its limits, only biting enough to make Su Yang's hand itch, without causing any real harm to him.
Su Yang held off the little creature with one hand, helplessly saying, "See? This temper! As soon as there's a little displeasure, it immediately throws a tantrum. Protector Wu, you really can't take this little guy away!"
Wu Zheng watched the little creature thrashing around in Su Yang's hand, even more disbelieving: "I… I think its temper is quite good, just playful, not harmful…"
"Then give it a try!" Su Yang directly handed the Little Turtle to Wu Zheng.
Wu Zheng quickly extended both hands, sincerely accepting the Little Turtle.
