Fang Yuan smiled faintly at her before his voice carrying that unhurried calm of his responded.
"Sure," he said.
"I'll teach you."
In fact… I learned this from you, he thought quietly.
Communicating with beasts, that had always been Lin Zhaoyue's gift.
He recalled those four Saberfang beasts of hers she had as pets. At some point in time before she has them tamed, they were entities he himself didn't dare face.
Forget 1v4, he wasn't even confident he could take down the weakest of the bunch back then.
"Yay!" she exclaimed, unable to contain her delight.
At her burst of excitement, the butterflies fluttered in a dizzy swirl, scattering like drifting petals.
"Oops, sorry!" she gasped, covering her mouth.
Fang Yuan chuckled softly.
"It's fine," he said.
Her laughter returned, light and fleeting. Then her attention shifted back to the same tiny plant with three slender purple leaves she had admired earlier.
