As they advanced through the oppressive corridor, neither Feng Yuan nor Veronia were affected. To them, this was child's play, but it wasn't the same for Xiao Ji and the others.
The initially spirited Fluffy Fire Wolfhound now had its tail tucked, ears drooping; although nothing had happened, it seemed rather jittery. Xiao Ji was slightly better, but instead of trailing behind Feng Yuan as usual, Xiao Ji was now clinging tightly to Feng Yuan, causing Feng Yuan to bump into it whenever he moved his legs.
Picking up Xiao Ji and holding it in his arms, Feng Yuan said, somewhat helplessly,
"You all don't need to worry. Just pretend you're walking outside as usual. As for any attacks, aren't I here?"
As he spoke, he gently smoothed Xiao Ji's feathers. Whether it was Feng Yuan's words or his feather grooming that calmed it, Xiao Ji seemed much calmer than before.
"Mental induction is at work here; it's not affecting us, but it seems to have caught them,"
