On the other side, Xia Tong walked out of her room, gently closing the door behind her, temporarily shutting out the subtle and quiet atmosphere inside.

As soon as he turned around, Xia Tong saw Xia An'an waiting at the door, and he greeted her.

"Hey, sis."

Xia Tong's tone was as relaxed as ever, "Is it because Kukuru wants to see me again?"

"Um."

Xia An'an nodded, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, but seeing her younger brother's relaxed appearance, that worry turned into pure curiosity.

She naturally approached, and the two walked side by side toward her room.

Xia An'an suddenly turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Tong, when you met the Ninth Prince... did you encounter anyone else?"

"Yes, we ran into each other."

Xia Tong thought for a moment and chose a word that her sister could understand.

"Sister, do you still remember the stories Dad told us about the continent of La Belle when we were little? The evil forces that appeared in those stories."

As soon as Xia Tong finished speaking, the two of them arrived at the door of Xia An'an's room.

"What?!"

Xia An'an's reaction was more intense than Xia Tong had expected.

She grabbed her brother's wrist, quite forcefully, "Are you hurt? Did they do anything to you?"

Her gaze quickly swept over Xia Tong's entire body, as if she needed to personally scan her before she would feel at ease.

"Don't worry, sis."

Xia Tong patted Xia An'an's hand, "I'm perfectly fine here, what could possibly happen to me?"

After saying that, Xia Tong pushed open the door and went inside.

Kukuru was seen buzzing around the room like a fly. When Xia Tong came in, he swooped down in front of him.

"Xia Tong! You better tell me the truth!"

Kukuru hovered in mid-air, hands on his hips.

"What's going on between you and that Plum Blossom Fairy King? Why did she go to you after testing us?"

"Kukuru, ask properly."

Xia An'an followed her in and gently closed the door.

She walked to the bedside and sat down, patting the spot next to her to signal Xia Tong. She tried her best to keep her expression calm, but her eyes, which were fixed on her younger brother, betrayed her equally eager desire to know the answer.

"Xiaotong, what exactly happened next?"

Xia Tong sat down next to her sister, and before her were two pairs of eyes that were completely different but equally focused: beneath her sister's gentleness lay a tense concern, while Kukuru's impatience was full of incomprehension and inquiry.

He thought for a moment and decided to start his story from the early morning.

"This morning at Andromeda Park, I first met the Ninth Prince. But before we could exchange more than a few words, two other people appeared."

He omitted the specific details, glossing over the process, saying, "Their target was clear: the Ninth Prince. The situation was a bit troublesome at that time, so after escaping them, I brought the Ninth Prince back."

"Tsk, those must be Yaga's men!"

Kukuru's little wings began to vibrate angrily at a high frequency.

"And then? After we entered her alternate dimension to undergo the test, what did you do outside?"

"Back then,"

Xia Tong's tone became calm, as if she were recalling something, "I waited in the living room the whole time. Later, the Ninth Prince came out alone, but you didn't come out for a long time, so I asked her a few questions."

"that's all?"

Kukuru lowered his head, his face full of suspicion. "She didn't say anything? And just decided to 'follow' you? How is that possible! Even the Elf King requires a contract ceremony to recognize a magic user!"

"But I'm not a magician, though she...did say something."

Xia Tong recalled the whisper in her ear when the Ninth Prince entered the pendant: "She said it was 'safer' this way."

"Safety?"

Xia An'an keenly caught this key word, leaning forward slightly, "Is it because those evil forces are also looking for her?"

"It should be."

Xia Tong nodded. "Sister, you are a newly born Flower Fairy Magician, still in your growth stage. The Nine Thousand Year Old... perhaps feels that revealing yourself too early would attract unnecessary attention."

Looking into her younger brother's eyes and listening to his comforting words, Xia An'an felt much less disappointed.

She smiled and said, "Yes, I understand. Perhaps it's because I was too hasty; my current strength and understanding are insufficient. However, the safety of the Ninth Prince is the most important thing right now."

Kukuru watched the interaction between the siblings, puffed out his cheeks, and although he was full of questions and resentment, he understood that Xia Tong's words made sense, and he really couldn't ask any more questions at the moment.

He slumped onto Xia An'an's pillow, arms crossed, and said angrily, "Whatever! Anyway, anyway, she... no, the Plum Blossom Fairy Queen is on our side now, so let her do whatever she wants, even if it's weird..."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Xia An'an finally felt relieved after confirming that nothing more had happened to Xia Tong.

Xia Tong then got up and left her sister's room.

Just a few steps from Xia An'an's door, the card that had been transformed from the Shadow Nine Thousand Years old flew out of his pocket and hovered in mid-air beside him.

A flash of wine-red light, and Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old reverted to his true form.

"Little brat,"

Her voice held a playful curiosity, "Why didn't you mention Edwin to them just now?"

Xia Tong didn't stop walking, only glancing sideways at her sister's tightly closed door, and said to her:

"My sister is a Flower Fairy Magician, and Kukuru is a prince of the Ancient Fairy Clan. Edwin is, after all, a member of the Flower Fairy Kingdom; he wouldn't really harm them."

He paused for a moment, then added, "But we're different. He really would hit us."

"Oh?"

After listening, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old gave Xia Tong a suggestion, "Kid, you can go and tattle on her to your sister."

Her tone rose, her eyes sparkled, and there was a hint of excitement, as if she wanted to stir up trouble.

Xia Tong stopped in front of the door, his hand on the doorknob immediately stopping. He turned his head and looked at Shadow Nine Thousand Years, who was floating beside him with a "this idea is great, isn't it?" expression.

"Snitching?"

He repeated, "You want me to tell my sister that Edwin is also an enemy, and want her to deal with Edwin?"

"Yes! Go tell your sister that the magician is also an 'enemy'."

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old nodded matter-of-factly, "That way, wouldn't she and that loud-mouthed prince also be wary of him? Besides, wouldn't it be more interesting to have them fight amongst themselves?"

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