"You knew all along and still didn't tell us."
Sister Nan rolled her eyes.
"It's not exactly good news, so why know early? Finding out a day later gives you one more carefree day. Besides, you might not believe it anyway, and it's not something that can be explained in a few sentences."
Yue Mingming spread his hands, innocent: "Isn't your dad the vice president of the Jiang City Demon Spirit Master Association? Such a big shot wouldn't be ignorant, and even he didn't tell you."
Little Sister Dong snorted and said no more.
At this moment, she finally understood why her father had insisted that she refine a medical-type Demon Spirit back then.
At that time, Little Sister Dong wanted to refine a magic-series Demon Spirit.
Compared to becoming a Therapist, she preferred to be a Mage, but her father, who always doted on her, was authoritarian in the matter of refining Demon Spirits, disregarding her opinion.
