"It's so cold here." Even with Empty's mystic power protecting her, Leng Ruoxue still felt a bone-piercing chill.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here." Freak hugged Leng Ruoxue into his arms and comforted her.
"Lass, your strength is too low. I have to give you special training if there's a chance." Empty's deep blue eyes glanced at the two of them.
"Special training?" Leng Ruoxue was a little speechless. This old fart actually wanted to give her special training. It seemed like this had always been her specialty!
"Yes, your strength is too low," Empty said very seriously with his arms crossed over his chest.
"My current strength is just enough for me to participate in the Mystic Association's competition," Leng Ruoxue explained lightly. She didn't think she needed special training, but she was very curious about how Empty would train her.
"With me around, you don't have to participate in the competition," Empty said confidently.
