Unexpectedly, Mu Yuan wasn't frightened by these scoundrels. Instead,
he was thrilled by the small box containing his combat uniform that Ling Yan had given him. Ling Yan sighed, feeling both helpless and amused. Mu Yuan released him and continued to press,
"Tell me quickly! I just pressed here, and a ball of fabric suddenly appeared. Is this clothing wrapped around me? What kind of fabric is this? It feels smooth and elastic, yet incredibly hard."
Ling Yan didn't waste any time, instead grabbing Mu Yuan's waist and carrying him into the air.
Mu Yuan touched Ling Yan's clothing, made of the same material, and excitedly exclaimed in mid-air, "Your clothing can actually fly? It can even carry someone?!"
"Yeah, yours can do it too."
Mu Yuan held Ling Yan tightly, fearing he'd fall, but his hand continued to touch Ling Yan's combat uniform.
