For some reason, Changli's embrace...
Was very warm.
But Ling An's heart felt a little cold.
That voice had come far too suddenly, catching him completely off guard.
Nestled in Changli's arms, Ling An couldn't see who had spoken.
But he could imagine her expression and the look in her eyes.
Changli seemed to react as well. She turned her face slightly and asked softly, "Were you drawn here by this rain too, Rover?"
Ling An could sense the faint restraint and joy buried beneath her voice.
"No, I came to see a certain little kitty," Tide Sis said flatly.
Changli froze, seeming a little crestfallen.
She lowered her head to look at Ling An, as though hoping to find an answer in him.
By then, Ling An had already closed his eyes and lain stiffly in her arms.
Very peacefully.
Tide Sis approached and said coldly, "Stop pretending."
Ling An still didn't move.
Tide Sis reached out and poked him. "Asleep?"
Ling An said, "Mm."
"Mm, my ass. Keep pretending and I'll make you serve me!" Tide Sis threatened.
"What's the rush? You might not even be able to beat me now!"
Grumbling, Ling An opened his eyes, only to be hit by the point-blank sight of Tide Sis's face.
A pair of golden eyes stared straight at him.
Their gaze made him shiver.
"Look at you, getting all cocky. Come on, let's spar!" Tide Sis was raring to go.
"Sure! Bring it on!" Ling An perked up too.
He hadn't gotten his fill of fighting on this trip to the Wailing Wastes anyway.
With Sorrowful Cry's Overlord-Class strength, Ling An had been afraid that one careless twitch of his finger would kill it.
He hadn't dared attack freely at all.
"All right, all right. Since Rover is here