“Of course.”
Murong Yun patted Hua Le’s head. Though she didn’t understand why picking it was necessary, to her, it was nothing more than a lift of the hand.
With a light step and spiritual energy surging through her legs, she leapt to the top of the towering plum tree in an instant. Before plucking the blossoms, she took advantage of the height to glimpse most of Liaozhou City.