On his way back, Luo'er kept his head down, contemplating this problem, and he almost ran into the roadside fence. Suddenly, he felt the magic in the air violently fluctuating, and immediately after, Fulajie'er casually appeared in front of him.
"Ah, finally I can talk. I was about to suffocate," Fulajie'er said as she exhaled in relief.
"You've broken the rules by showing yourself again," Luo'er said somewhat helplessly. If he remembered correctly, he always carried a magic generator with him.
"Eh, let me appear in this way sometimes. Always using that thing, each time I emerge feels like crawling out of a bottle. It's uncomfortable!" Fulajie'er pouted, emitting a dissatisfied grunt.
"Oh, you..." Luo'er laughed, shaking his head.
"You guys train every day, and I don't have anyone to talk to." Fulajie'er fluttered to Luo'er's back, hugged his neck and drifted along with his steps.
"The adult world is just so dry and boring," Luo'er shook his head, answering in a tangent.
