When Maodou led the young wizards to Jiang Yu, she had already been standing before that towering full-length mirror, studying it carefully for quite some time.
"You're too slow."
The witch turned around and glanced at the wizards. At the same time, a hazy green beam shot from her hand and shone over them—Zheng Qing noticed that when the light passed through Fatty Xin, it formed a faint green halo around him.
This was some kind of special Detection Magic, the wizard immediately realized.
Once the check confirmed there was no mistake, Jiang Yu nodded in satisfaction, turned her hand over to put away the jade-pendant-shaped Magic Tool she held, then complained to the wizards, "You could have been faster... As the saying goes, Dreams arise from the heart. Our dreams are closely tied to certain powerful obsessions. If you focus your mind properly, you can quickly find whatever you're looking for in a dream."
As Zheng Qing listened to Jiang Yu's concise, clear methodology, his gaze drifted uncontrollably to the top of the witch's head.
Two pointed, furry little ears had abruptly sprouted amid her smooth long hair.
They were a pair of white cat ears.
Sensing the wizard's stare, those cat ears twitched uneasily and drooped, as though they wanted to hide in the witch's thick black hair. But because of her hairstyle, the effort looked rather futile.
Zheng Qing immediately realized that his gaze had been impolite.
He promptly lowered his head, rifling through the talisman papers he had prepared long ago, and muttered in a low voice, "An accident, it was all an accident. Mainly because Fatty was lying on the beach too comfortably..."
Blue Fatty shot the young scholarship student a sidelong glance and snorted discontentedly through his nose.
Zheng Qing swallowed a little and