Su Yunling, who had been silent on the side, suddenly spoke and asked Xuan Lingzi, "Is there any sign on the cloak?"
Xuan Lingzi tilted his head and thought for a moment, "There seems to be a golden pattern, with a humanoid figure that has three pairs of wings."
Hearing this, Fu Yu's expression tightened, and the grip on Xuan Lingzi's shoulder became tighter, "Are they from Angel?!"
Listening to Fu Yu's words, Su Yunling nodded, "It should be."
Xuan Lingzi, feeling the pain, kept patting Fu Yu's hand, "It hurts, it hurts, lighten up, lighten up..."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yu immediately loosened his grip and scratched the back of his head with his other hand, "Sorry, I got too excited."
"How about you let me go?" Xuan Lingzi negotiated.
Fu Yu did not release him immediately but looked at Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi nodded, and only then did Fu Yu let Xuan Lingzi go.
Xuan Lingzi rubbed his shoulder quickly and dodged to the side, mumbling in a low voice, "Everyone's grip is so strong."
