"That was a close one, I almost got caught!"
Yolanda York, with her body crouched and a veil covering her face, couldn't help but hold her chest with her hand over her heart, as if it was about to burst out.
For someone as gentle, kind, and well-behaved as her, such a wild and daring public confession was undoubtedly an extreme act.
However, she didn't know why, but she somehow felt a little indescribable thrill in her heart now.
Yolanda touched the arcane implement on her face that hid her aura, then carefully looked at Margaret Yule and the others in the distance.
She had declined her teammates' invitations under the pretext of cultivating pharmacy, and it would be embarrassing if they find out now!
"Cousin, what are you doing here?"
Hearing the familiar voice coming from behind, Yolanda stiffened and then looked at the fully armed Trainer with a gaze that seemed like it could kill.
