The Discipline Head of Masang (3)

Yun Feng looked at Meatball, who was still discontented and couldn't help but smile. She picked its chubby body up and put it on her shoulder. Meatball pointed its little butt at Yun Feng's cheek, looking very angry.

"We'll be leaving here tomorrow. I promise I won't throw you inside in the next three years." What Yun Feng said made Meatball turn its body around slowly. After seeing Yun Feng's gaze, Meatball made a few sounds of satisfaction. It rubbed its fluffy body against Yun Feng's cheek, showing that it accepted this.

Yun Feng had already found the most suitable training venue for herself for the coming three years. Little Fire and Meatball would certainly stay with her. She gave a thought in her mind and the level-5 Magic Beast Crystal that had been stored in the bracelet for a long time appeared in Yun Feng's hands. There was a green colour spinning constantly inside the Magic Beast Crystal.