There was something strange about their interaction.
Although the little girl wasn't saying anything, the Elder of Wisdom seemed to understand her perfectly, as though the two of them possessed a secret method of communication that no one else could comprehend.
The moment Lana's mind connected the words father and daughter, her eyes widened, and her mouth fell open in profound disbelief.
'Wait a minute. Don't tell me that this little girl really was telling the truth!'
Who would have imagined that the child's seemingly outrageous claims were entirely genuine?
Just as Lana was struggling to process this revelation, the Elder of Strength turned towards her and gave an approving nod.
"You are truly fortunate to be the savior of our little Meow Meow."
Lana paused, momentarily distracted by the strange nickname.
The words Meow Meow sounded particularly peculiar coming from the mouth of someone as imposing as the Elder of Strength.
