She wanted to sense the teacher's location again and then open the Teleportation Gate, but suddenly, she seemed unable to feel the Spiritual Particles in the air, which stunned her instantly.
"Hey, little girl, the era of freely opening Teleportation Gates is over." Her aunt flicked the water from her hands and shook out the freshly washed clothes.
"This world won't replenish your Magic Power at all; the Magic Power you brought with you will decrease bit by bit as you use it." Her aunt was also a bit more serious as she hung up the clothes. The Fake Curse Blood in her hand spun and turned into a Greek-style Spear of blood.
"What's your relationship with the teacher?" Recognizing Xue Dili's clothes, Fafnir instantly looked warily at the "old woman" opposite her, like a protective cat, ready for a face-off.
Her aunt rubbed her temples with a headache, finally understanding who this child's looking for. But, unfortunately, her own boy just fled to another world to play.
