"What's wrong?"
"Big Sister, this is for you!"
Hong Yan took out the envelope from Dapeng, extracted the letter inside, and found the writing completely incomprehensible.
"What kind of writing is this?"
"This is our fairies' text. Only we can understand it. It's seldom used nowadays, only in critical moments, so as to prevent information from being easily leaked."
This may be the safest method of communication in the Otherworldly realm so far. Such ancient inheritance could only be possessed by a race like the fairies. It seems that their abilities should not be underestimated.
"What does it say?"
"It appears my guess was right. They have arrived already, all gathered in the forest where Little Bai used to hide, concealing their presence."
