Qing Ai never imagined she would bring a dragon home. But the immortal said to soar through clouds and summon wind and rain turned out to be useless at everything except eating!
Watching the rice in her jar dwindle day by day, she nervously gathered her courage and stepped forward.
"No. You're going to cultivate immortality!"
After polishing off the last grain of rice in her bowl, the horned dragon looked down at her. "Fine!"
Theme: Moving forward together.
