Unexpectedly, it did nothing, just like the demon mist drifting in the sky, neither approaching nor moving away, but merely observing them quietly.
For some reason, Xu Yuan developed a sense of unease.
Tao Tiantian seemed to sense his thoughts and reached out with her delicate, snow-white hand to hold his, her expression tranquil yet bearing an indescribable dominance, and she said softly, "Don't worry, the Dragon Clan is strong, but we, the Heavenly Fox clan, are not to be trifled with either."
After saying that, she took the Feather Robe from the field and draped it over him.
Xu Yuan was taken aback, "Is this meant for me?"
"What else?"
Tao Tiantian, with a languid expression and a faint smile playing around her beautifully shaped eyes, said, "Do you think a Primordial Spirit Magic Artifact is of any use to me?"
"But I..."