The little boy said, "My sister knows a Gravity Spell. Even if she falls, she won't get hurt. I'm an intermediate Wind Mage, so I'm not afraid."
"How old are you to become an intermediate Mage already?"
"Five years and three months."
"Where are your parents?"
The little boy had a watch on his wrist, which he pressed, and a transparent screen popped up in the air, showing a man busy in a workshop.
The man looked up and said, "Xiao Yu, come fly home when you've had enough fun."
The little boy asked his sister, "Xiao Xia, have you had enough fun?"
The little girl, with her babyish voice, said, "I haven't had enough."
So the little boy said, "I'll play for another hour."
His dad said, "Just be careful not to be blown away by the wind."
Then the little boy turned off the screen.
Ma Lin said, "Your parents really trust you."
Zhao Tumei took out two pieces of candy and handed them to the little boy and girl, saying, "This is candy made by the goddess Ermi."
