Zuo Feng had experienced this fluctuation many times before, and he always felt there was nothing unusual about it. But just as the small creature emitted the fluctuation, he vaguely felt that not only did the surrounding spiritual power fluctuate but even its flow changed slightly.
Lately, Zuo Feng was either in danger or frantically on the road and hadn't experienced a moment of such peace. He didn't know if this tranquility came from returning to the village or something else, but this time, he clearly noticed the subtle change in the fluctuation.
Zuo Feng reached into his bosom and gently picked up the small creature. The little beast was evidently displeased with the sudden hand, struggling slightly in Zuo Feng's arms, but eventually, it was pulled out from his bosom.
The small creature stared with innocent wide eyes, looking somewhat aggrieved at him, making Zuo Feng feel as if he had done something wrong.
