"I thought that you understood the last time, when I told you that I was not inconvenienced in any way by your Sect using my Dream Realm", Fen Baihu's voice reached Wu Long's ears as her ethereal, half-transparent and delicate hand reached from behind him to touch his shoulder.
The hand then playfully stopped right before contact, as her semi-transparent figure, with flowing in invisible wind clothes and surrounded by mysterious glowing pale white mist threads, peeked from behind him.
She then drifted through the air akin to a beautiful spirit from behind his back to the side, and then as she continued moving in a semi-circle, always facing his way, she eventually arrived a few meters in front of him, "My consciousness is not like that of a human, and you cannot really say I am somewhere in one place only... except for a very specific few cases we discovered together, but even then there are nuances"
