"Hua'an?"
When Ian and Hua'an found the purple sphere nestled in the misty sofa, Morphia also expressed surprise in her voice, "Aren't you... supposed to be on a mission in South Ridge? How come you're back in the Imperial Capital? The mentor will scold you, you know."
"And this one is..." She turned her head—or truth be told Ian couldn't quite grasp how a sphere would turn its head, but instinct told him she indeed turned and conveyed a 'tilting head in puzzlement' sort of feeling.
"This is a wild kinsfolk I encountered on my way through South Ridge!"
And Hua'an was not the least bit afraid of the mentor's punishment; she said confidently, "On the road, I also met a wild, native junior, and I enlightened her with the form and spirit-awakening ritual... Humph, I didn't delay the mission, because that wild, native junior happened to come from the Great Labyrinth of the Southern Sea!"
"Oh? That's quite a coincidence."