She Wang's mesmerizing purple snake-eyes narrowed instantly, his hissing tongue expressing his dissatisfaction.
Si Yan, catching his implication, asked uncertainly, "Why do you say I have a male with a Wood-based Ability?"
Wang was somewhat displeased by her denial, but seeing she didn't seem to be trying to deceive him, he relented slightly.
Yet, an almost imperceptible trace of sourness tinged his voice.
"You used a Wood-based Ability during your fight today."
Realization dawned on Si Yan. "Oh, that."
Si Yan was straightforward and disliked pointless misunderstandings above all else.
She pulled She Wang down to sit on the stone stool beside her.
She extended her palm. "Wood-based Ability..."
Green tendrils swirled around her hand, and then a small purple flower bloomed from it.
Si Yan's smile was as radiant as a blossom. "Great Demon King, this suits you. It's for you."
She Wang's eyes remained narrowed, the sourness emanating from him intensifying.
