Three minutes later, the message finally received a reply:
I'm already on the way. It'll take another ten-odd minutes. Contact you when I get there.
Qiao Sang sent an "OK" gesture and put down her phone.
Meanwhile.
Pet Tamer Center.
Third-floor testing hall.
Ferrell stared at his phone, lost in thought.
"What's wrong?" McCarthy asked when he saw this.
Ferrell put down his phone and asked, "If the person with the Ghost Fire Paste really is the kid who used Space Movement to take the Lava Beast away last night, do you think you can beat her?"
"What are you talking about? She's just a kid. How could I possibly..." McCarthy suddenly trailed off, having recalled the terrifying pet beast that had charged out of the volcano last night.
"Is she really just a kid?" Ferrell continued.
McCarthy laughed. "What else could she be? She clearly looks underage."
"But her pet beasts aren't the kind an underage person should possess," Ferrell said thoughtfully.
McCarthy froze for a moment. "You mean..."
"Aren't there pet beast skills that can alter a person's appearance?" Ferrell said gravely. "What we saw might not have been what she truly looked like."
At that, McCarthy's expression turned solemn.
Indeed, he remembered a news story from a year ago. A man had fallen in love at first sight with a girl while traveling and pursued her relentlessly. On the last day of their trip, he had finally won her over, and they began dating.
But they had remained in a long-distance relationship. During that time, the man had transferred at least a million to her, only to be broken up with without ever seeing her again.
Unable to bear it, the man went to the police and reported fraud, though his real purpose was actually to