Perhaps because of the master's departure.
The fireflies hanging on the Dragonblood Vine seemed more relaxed.
The light sprinkling from their bellies also began to change slightly.
It varied between light and dark, inconsistent in intensity.
Some of the insects even broke free from their silvery-white color and exhibited other colors.
Zheng Qing noticed a firefly lying on the mouth of the Green Bee liquor bottle, sipping the residual liquor. The light from its belly had transformed into a trembling, faint green.
Normally, he would have been very intrigued and drawn closer, simultaneously pulling Xiao Xiao over to explain.
But right now, he had more pressing matters to deal with.
"Although I don't mind buying you guys some little gifts, the cost of this pile of items does exceed my budget," he said to his companions, very seriously. "You guys need to figure out a way to patch this hole."
The reactions of the other young wizards in the private room varied considerably.
