Miss Mu, how could I survive without clinging to your coattails?
As he lamented inwardly, Xia Feng stared at the flame-colored Spirit Paper, his eyebrows furrowing tighter and tighter.
Freya sat cross-legged on the bed, and seeing the two of them lost in thought, she couldn't help but sigh.
Indeed, was it just my wild fantasy?
Given the complexity of this Spirit Paper, it was probably considered advanced even among the Dragon Clan. Expecting humans to engage in cross-species learning was clearly impossible.
Even for her, it had taken ten years just to barely learn a little, and her execution was very unstable.
"If it's not possible," she whispered, "I suggest you think of a way to leave this place."
"There's no need to forcefully break into the military zone."
Hearing her suggestion, Xia Feng was about to say something but suddenly froze.
