Meanwhile, a young man with a hidden form stretched lazily in mid-air, looking down at the stone platform not far below, his eyes fixed intensely on the young man standing with crossed arms, his expression slightly hideously licking his lips: "More than enough..."
The ghostly and unpredictable wand silently appeared in the palm of his hand.
...
"Senior, take a rest."
Yizou looked worriedly at the senior in front of her, who looked slightly tired but whose eyes still shone brightly, and said softly: "You've been awake for too long."
"I'm not tired."
Motan smiled gently, then turned back to glance at Yizou: "Do you blame me?"
The female knight was taken aback and subconsciously uttered a 'huh?'
"You've been holding back for so long, you must want to go down and join the battle, right?"
Motan shrugged, teasingly said: "Didn't you say before that your biggest wish now is to be commanded by me in a battle?"
Yizou lowered her head a bit embarrassedly and smiled awkwardly.
