The United Tournament

Lonemoon gave Shen Ying a look. If that insect did not call out to them just now, Shen Ying was really about to attack him with that grab, right? "Why did you suddenly attack him?" She didn't look like someone who'd take initiative like this.

Shen Ying took the tea handed over by Chef, before blurting out, "Oh, just a habit!" She wanted to pinch an insect every time she saw one.

Lonemoon: "…"

Yi Qing: "…"

So that was just a conditional reflex just now?

"Is this insect really the insect race of your sister's plane?" Lonemoon's eyes opened wide.

"Yup." Shen Ying nodded, and explained, "There was once a plane storm near the mother planet of insect race back then. One of the queens of insect race was probably accidentally blown out into the end of the void."