The scorpion acted cute, looking at Tang Huai with grievance: "I am not fully recovered yet, I am still very weak."
Tang Huai extended her hand, letting it climb into her palm.
She held it close to her eyes, inspecting it carefully: "What should I do to help you recover faster?"
The scorpion lowered its head, rubbing its little head against Tang Huai's hand, "You don't need to do anything. Now I can come out, just give me some meat to eat."
Tang Huai said, "I will give you lots and lots of meat in a moment."
The scorpion scratched Tang Huai's hand with its tiny claws, and Tang Huai felt a slight tickle.
The scorpion said sulkily, "I am exhausted, my soul is weak, and I can't secrete essence temporarily."
Tang Huai comforted it, "It's okay, I have plenty of your essence in my body, you don't have to feel guilty about it."
