Chuichui, the Cat Who Steals Food

"..."

Liu Yuan looked at the flashing sword-shaped symbol on the array, then looked at the ceiling. He was glad that he was the only one here.

The communication array was fixed in the quiet room of this house. It was not big, and Ling Guang and Zhizhi were chased out of Ling Hua's place. He even coaxed Hong Luan to go out and play.

Could it be that after experiencing so many of these things, it had formed an early warning?

Liu Yuan extended his hand and injected his spiritual energy into the array, connecting the two sides. The sword-shaped symbol stopped flickering and became fixed.