Shen Ningning rode the Black Wolf King up a hillside. From her vantage point, she could see the Peach Blossom Forest. Though it was miles away, the black characters written on the colorful kites floating in the sky were startlingly clear.
One in particular, a centipede kite, was crafted so vividly it seemed to dance in the air. To her surprise, it also bore her name and Mo Lingwei's.
Although she couldn't make them out perfectly, Shen Ningning still recognized her own name.
A contemplative light filled her beautiful eyes.
"Brother, please don't do this anymore..." 'It only makes things more and more difficult for me to handle.'
The Black Wolf King said, "Where's that fat eagle when you need it? Just have it fly up there and tear all those kites to shreds."
Hearing this, Shen Ningning couldn't help but chuckle.
Mengyi had been put under Pei Yin's discipline long ago. Now, it was only allowed to fly out once every three days.
