Xiaoya flicked her small hand, directly tossing the crystal over.
Yang Fan instinctively caught the crystal.
Despite it looking substantial, being only slightly smaller than Xiaoya's fist, it felt weightless in his hand.
It seemed as if it were merely a wisp of air.
Xiaoya yawned, "I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep."
As soon as she finished speaking,
her tiny figure quickly became blurry.
Yang Fan had no time to ask anything and could only watch as Xiaoya disappeared.
Then.
His vision blurred for a moment.
The Great Xia dog, Wangzai, appeared again, still in its sitting position, staring unblinkingly at the computer screen.
The time at the bottom right of the screen showed that only two seconds had passed.
Yet, the conversation with Xiaoya had lasted at least a minute.
This was very counterintuitive.
"Woof?"
Wangzai barked.
It was in a playful mood, urging its owner to continue playing.
