On the day our family chose spirit beasts as bonded companions, I snatched my younger sister's spirit fox.
The family members tried to talk me out of it: [Your spiritual meridians are powerful, but this spirit fox looks weak. Why not give it to your sister?]
No way!
I couldn't possibly handle that kind of blessing.
In my previous life, I chose the white tiger, whose spiritual power was surging.
But when the demons invaded, he abandoned me without a second thought.
Later, when I was gravely wounded and begged him to save me, he gave the only life-saving pill to my younger sister.
This time, I won't play the villain who breaks up a pair of lovebirds.
