Bored, she looked at the winged child as he tried again and again with stubborn determination. His eyes were rimmed with red and his nose was red as well as he choked back his sobs.
Ye Qingtang's lips twitched a little.
How long was this silly one going to try for?
"You're not going to succeed this way even if you try a thousand times," she said with a sigh.
The little winged child who was deep in concentration was startled by her voice. He turned to look at her as his wings shook gently and he landed in front of her.
"What do you mean? Why won't I succeed?" The little winged child frowned and looked at her with red, panic-filled eyes.
"Nothing. I'm just speaking the truth." Ye Qingtang found it strange and was wondering where he had learned techniques that made her head hurt to look at.
"You… you…" Her words sent the little winged child into a panic as his eyes filled with tears.
Ye Qingtang felt like…