Ning Wangshu tried to play with the little Kylin for a while and found that it seemed to truly regard him as its parent, occasionally sticking out its soft pink tongue to lick him.

Moreover, it could somewhat understand human speech and was completely obedient to Ning Wangshu's words.

This put Ning Wangshu's mind at ease.

"Who would have thought that Earth actually has Kylins, these mythical ancient auspicious beasts!"