In the room, Feng Yuan stared intently at the crystalline fragment in his hand, seeming to understand somewhat where Tamur's miraculous power came from, only...
Xiao Ji tilted his head in confusion, unsure why Feng Yuan was acting this way. Why didn't Feng Yuan go out to play today, but instead sat on the bed staring at that strange crystal? For some reason, Xiao Ji sensed an unusual power from that crystal—unique yet familiar.
The Fluffy Fire Wolfhound, perhaps due to its abilities, didn't feel as much as Xiao Ji, but staying in the room made it inevitably feel bored.
Just then, Feng Yuan suddenly smiled and clenched his hand around the crystal.
"When did I become so hesitant?"
Standing up, Feng Yuan looked at Xiao Ji and the Fluffy Fire Wolfhound and said,
"Since we have nothing to do today, how about we practice combat skills?"
Confused, Xiao Ji and the Fluffy Fire Wolfhound looked at Feng Yuan, not understanding his intention.
