Wei Wei Won
Editor: Larbre Studio
Could it be that they were still affected by the resentment just now?
Helian Wei Wei thought about it and called out, "Yuan Xiaoming."
"Here." Yuan Ming's low voice appeared. It sounded deeper than its normal mischievous self.
Helian Wei Wei raised her eyebrows. "Are you still unwell?"
"No." Yuan Ming's lips curled as he revealed himself indistinctly. "Woman, where did you learn that spell you cast at the auction?"
Helian Wei Wei paused her footsteps and glanced back at him. "If I said that I have seen a similar spell somewhere, would you believe me?"
Yuan Ming stared at her for a bit and chuckled wickedly. "I believe you. I just can't believe I entered into a contract with an exorcist. No wonder those elders named you the Phoenix Girl."
"It was not me who was named the Phoenix Girl. It was Helian Jiao Er." Helian Wei Wei shrugged her shoulders.