Communication?
The corner of Beerbohm's mouth twitched. Beating her into the stone wall, this way of communication was really a little special.
Crack!
Carol also walked out of the stone wall. She gave Locke a resentful look and said, "I was too careless just now. If I really take it seriously, you will definitely not be my match."
"Maybe," Locke shrugged and said, "But you lost just now."
Carol was so angry that her face turned a little red, she could only snort coldly.
"Uncle Beerbohm, we still have something else to do. I'm afraid I can't go with you all the way." Ignoring the sullen Carol, Locke said to Beerbohm and the others.
Beerbohm nodded and did not urge him to stay, "See you around."
Locke nodded and said goodbye to Pran and the others behind Beerbohm before flying out.
"Bye." Seeing that Locke had left, Carol waved at them, and then turned into a light and flew toward Locke.
"Are they really friends?"