Wei Wuyin stood beside the crane with a tinge of shock in his eyes. The crane from before and the one now was vastly different. Not only did its body enlarge by several-fold, but its eyes and beak radiated a mystical golden light. When he fixed his spiritual sense on her, he discovered that even her blood had transformed into a golden color.
Despite that, her expressions and emotions were of joy and happiness. She stretched her long neck out and placed her head near Wei Wuyin's hand. This was an action it had done quite often to display its affection. A warm sensation emerged in his heart as he softly caressed her now-larger head.
A sensation of nostalgia and warmth emerged in his heart, nearly invoking tears. He had been through so much, but this crane had also undergone a similar experience.
Ten years was a vast amount of time, and while they were separated for about eight years within those ten, he felt it.
