After distributing the Magic Technique Wine, Ji Dong returned to Frey's side and handed him three bottles of Magic Technique Wine, whispered, "Brother, give this to Bao Er." With his almost controlling spiritual power, how could he not notice Lan Bao'er's departure?
Frey didn't take the Magic Technique Wine, and said with an air of irritation, "If you want to go, go yourself. I don't want to see Bao Er's tears. Alas, when it comes to matters of emotion, I'm not the person to give you advice. However, Bao Er is really a good girl. But I can understand you. Your sister is so perfect, it's only right that you devote your emotions to her. It's just hard for Bao Er, that silly girl."
Ji Dong took back the Magic Technique Wine, sighed and said, "I'll give it to her before entering the Holy Evil Battlefield. Brother, this is unavoidable. I hope time can wash away everything. I think, one day, Bao Er will understand."
