Lu Shinian looked at the strange movement and rarely spoke with confusion: "Ruan Ruan, what is this?"
"It seems to be the Illusion Insect my third brother gave me," Su Ruan explained. "Back when we were on Tianhe Star, my third brother gave me an Illusion Insect, with a bit of pink on its forehead. I call it Little White."
"Later, Little White disappeared without a trace."
"I thought it was dead, but unexpectedly I saw it here again."
Su Ruan took the Illusion Insect from Lu Shinian's hand, poked the bit of pink on its forehead, and laughed softly, "Little White, where have you been all these years?"
The Illusion Insect naturally wouldn't speak, but it could create an Illusion Realm.
In mid-air, a distorted image of a man appeared, his eyebrows had shifted below his eyes, completely distorted, not resembling a person. But the characteristic red hair was recognized by Su Ruan at a glance.
"Are you saying you went to the eldest brother?"
