The future.
This was a world whose main tone was gray.
With short hair and high heels, Onion Lady strode forward handsomely, both hands tucked into her pockets.
At this moment, she looked sharp, capable, and imposing, completely lacking her former cute and foolish air.
Not far behind Onion Lady, a gigantic Spirit Butterfly gently beat its wings, maintaining low-altitude flight.
Weizaizi sat sideways atop the gigantic Spirit Butterfly. Her long hair covered half her face, and she looked somewhat weary.
Her appearance had not changed much. She still looked more or less the same as she had several thousand years ago, but her temperament had changed far too much.
--At this point in the future, Song Shuhang was not the only one who had changed.
Up ahead, Onion Lady walked while admonishing her, "It's not that I'm criticizing you, Soft Feather, but with your current physical condition, you really shouldn't use the power of time anymore. You've been using the power of time far too frequently lately. The price is too great."
"Mm." Weizaizi answered weakly with her eyes closed. "Sorry, Onion Lady, but this is the last time."
"..." Short-haired Onion Lady frowned slightly and said unhappily, "Every time I tell you this, you give me the same answer."
She turned her head, intending to seriously scold Soft Feather this time. She could not let her continue like this!
But when she turned around and saw Soft Feather looking so frail that she seemed about to fall from the gigantic Spirit Butterfly, Onion Lady's heart softened.
"Forget it. No matter how many times I say it, you won't listen. I'm not trying to stop you from using the power of time, but... at the very least, you need to pay attention to the pace and avoid harming your