This was a completely golden whistle. Under the sunlight, the whistle reflected a little golden light, which was very beautiful.
"Don't be so lovey-dovey with each other. There's plenty of time in the future."Seeing Feng Chuge and Di Juechen's reaction, Yao Ye said," This is for you…"
Feng Chuge looked up at the golden whistle." This is?"
"Wedding gift!" As he spoke, he placed the whistle in Feng Chuge's hand. "Those brats from Class Seven have given so many things. I naturally can't fall behind them. As long as you blow this whistle, I will immediately appear. Do you believe it?"
Feng Chuge examined the whistle.
Although it looked very ordinary, Feng Chu Ge could vaguely feel the fluctuation of aura near it.