When Amon casually floated the ideas of "taking Fenrir out for a walk" and "becoming a Dragon Knight," he was actually a little nervous inside.
After all, he was not truly Jormungandr's family. Although their time together had gradually deepened that familial bond, turning falsehood into something real, setting his sights on Jormungandr's actual blood relative was still crossing a line.
This was really a test. He had deliberately brought it up in front of her, carefully testing the waters, while also giving her a heads-up.
Look, I want to ride your brother out for a spin. Do you agree?
Xia Mi did not immediately fly into a rage. That was a good sign.
Of course, Amon had no intention of putting it into action right away. He planned to take it slowly, probing that invisible bottom line step by step before gradually breaking through it.
Besides, Fenrir was still half-petrified and unable to move. Until that problem was solved, everything else was just empty talk.
After chatting about this and that for a while, he shifted the topic to Xia Mi's studies.
"Little sister, how have your studies been lately?"
"Your little sister here is brilliant," Xia Mi said, lifting her chin. "I've already caught up with the curriculum and am now consistently in the top ten of the class."
Amon nodded in satisfaction.
After dinner, both of them were rather full. Xia Mi let out a tiny burp and complained coquettishly, "There are only two of us. Did you really need to buy so many ingredients?"
"You weren't this weak at the buffet before."
"How can that be the same? If you don't eat enough to get your money's worth at a buffet, you're losing money." Xia Mi spoke with utter seriousness.
By custom, since Amon had cooked,