Little Fen Yang looked at the black mist woman standing dumbly inside the tower and couldn't help but smile: "Hello there?"
The black mist woman stood silently in place, motionless.
Little Fen Yang muttered softly: "So aloof~ and doesn't even speak."
The tower was silent; the black mist woman was like a mannequin in a mall, without the slightest reaction.
Little Fen Yang blinked, suddenly realizing: "Oh, that's right! You're a tower, it's normal for you not to talk."
The black mist woman: "..."
The small figure of Little Fen Yang stood at the entrance of the tall tower, looked up at the woman inside the tower, and introduced herself: "I am the Burning Sun Golden Crow!"
The black mist woman: "..."
"Don't recognize me?" Little Fen Yang's face dropped, pouting, "You don't even know our Golden Crow Race, I thought you were knowledgeable... eh? Don't go!"
"Pff~"
Inside the tower, the silhouette of the black mist woman quietly shattered.
