Lin Yuan helped Chu Ci to press down the stray hairs on the top of her head and said, "Next time, don't hesitate to say what you're thinking. Let's evolve the Varja Butterfly to Fantasy Breed in the training room after dinner. I've also prepared your third fey."
Hu Quan, who stood off to the side, held the jade-textured strings and was crafting Sky City's special mask on the shelf made of metal spiritual ingredients.
When he heard the conversation between Lin Yuan and Chu Ci, Hu Quan pursed his lips.
Lin Yuan is such a hypocrite! He told his sister not to believe in her sixth sense, yet he does the exact same thing. If so, I'll just say that I have a feeling both of you will be chosen!
Chu Ci happily reached out her hand and tousled Lin Yuan's pristine hair before sticking out her tongue and running to the kitchen to cook with Liu Jie.
Lin Yuan hastily fixed his hair as he sighed.
"This little brat is becoming too impetuous."