Anfuni looked oddly at her best friend. What was so strange about it? Frog Transformation was nothing more than an ordinary Transformation Spell, and it was quite popular on the Wasteland. As the Queen of the Elves, Ke'er should have long since grown accustomed to such things.
"He knew it long ago. Didn't I tell you?" Anfuni asked.
"You did, but you never said he could use it so effortlessly."
Anfuni found that utterly baffling. Wasn't it just a Transformation Spell?
"What exactly is wrong with you? Don't tell me you're actually scared. He's your prince—you were bound to meet sooner or later."
Ke'er smiled faintly and said softly, "Anfuni, may I ask you for a favor?"
"What is it? We grew up together, so just say it." Anfuni smiled. "Don't worry. Li Ziran has no interest in me."
"Could you not tell him who I am?" Ke'er said solemnly.
"What, are you planning to test him, or do you not trust my judgment?" Anfuni looked curiously at her best friend, then nodded. "Don't worry. I know how to handle a little thing like that. Hurry up, Li Ziran doesn't like waiting." With that, she was the first to slip into the cave, and Ke'er followed her inside.
The cave was pitch-black and had clearly been scorched, though not by the purple flames from the forest. It looked more like something that had erupted from underground. It should have been the Black Dragon.
Many of the rock walls had already melted, and stone steps could be seen carved into them. Following the steps downward, they soon heard the sound of running water.
Anfuni was a little nervous. This was the first time she had seen Li Ziran since the Li Ziran incident erupted. She had to systematically report his current