Esvele felt conflicted.
Why does senior sister Shirley keep being kind to her? Despite her being normal and clumsy, not knowing when to speak and how to speak. Even now, there seemed to be no sign of abuse after she asked such a question.
"That's right..." After a few seconds, Princess Shirley suddenly responded and nodded as she rubbed the feathers of the Burning Phoenix.
She was considerate of her magical beast mount's feelings, but the poor girl just said for her to go ahead. For one, due to the blood connection between them, they could communicate mentally.
"My Burning Phoenix's bloodline has already thinned out by a level, standing at low-quality. It could only reach the King Beast Stage, the Eighth Stage's peak despite being an Emperor Rank Species Magical Beast." Princess Shirley replied in an indifferent tone.
"However, this is already best of what a top disciple could obtain in this millennium..." She added.
