Without so much as changing expression, Li Yilin burned the handkerchief to ashes, then sealed off his entire palace and announced that he was going into seclusion.
Just then, Si Yao returned to her palace. Hearing the news, she pouted. "Did I scare my teacher with all my questions? Is he deliberately going into seclusion to avoid me?"
Chang Yu and Chang Yue lowered their heads in the corner, not daring to join in.
Si Yao didn't mind. She lowered her gaze to the Machine Race Battle Suit in the box and flicked a finger, easily slicing through her skin.
A bead of red blood flecked with silver gathered at her fingertip. It followed the movement of her finger before finally touching the battle suit.
The moment it made contact, the blood was absorbed.
"Whoosh!"
The battle suit seemed to come alive. Following the fingertip Si Yao had placed on it, it spread upward. In almost the blink of an eye, it had reached her shoulders, then raced downward even faster—
After a while.
A figure fully wrapped in a silver battle suit stood in the room.
The seemingly plain silver reflected the starlight streaming through the window, revealing subtle, intricate dark patterns across the entire suit—
Far from dimming its brilliance, the patterns added an air of mystery, making it look noble and elegant.
Chang Yu and Chang Yue watched Si Yao standing by the window. Now that she wore the battle suit, her presence had grown even stronger and more dangerous. Excitement flashed in their eyes.
Their master had grown stronger. As her servants, they shared in her glory.
Their master was only twenty-nine, yet she had already comprehended two laws. They had never met a genius more gifted than her. With her talent, she would surely become