Feng Yuan patted Xiao Ji's little belly as it sat on the desk and propped his head with his hand, speaking with a hint of boredom,
"Your hobbies are really quite unique."
"Actually, I think those things are fine, it seems like you are the only one who doesn't like them."
Yao Yin glanced at Feng Yuan and interjected, just then, a faint fluttering of wings could be heard from outside. Despite the subtleness of the sound, in the surrounding silence, everyone still heard it. Looking out the window, they saw a dazzling Star River extending toward their location.
"Strange, we didn't provoke them, did we?"
Slightly puzzled, Feng Yuan stood up and drew his staff. Mo Li positioned Mo Ling behind him, and Zi Mo stood next to Mo Li, warily watching the incoming Yingying Insects.
