CHAPTER 582: CHAPTER 351: THE PROPHET’S MYSTERY AND THE TALKING KONG YOULING (DOUBLE-LENGTH CHAPTER)

The Mentor was silent for a moment, then rose from his chair and walked away with his hands behind his back, "Kong Youling will be here soon."

The metallic door rumbled open, and the Mentor’s silhouette vanished into the bright corridor, but the door didn’t immediately close. After a while, a figure dressed in hospital clothes walked in.

Her eyelids drooped, snow-white bangs covering her eyes, her steps were light yet slow.

The door closed shut, and Kong Youling’s light-sensitive eyes slowly adjusted to the light. When she opened them, she discovered two hands coming from behind, covering her eyes.

She hesitated, reached out, trying to pry Ji Minghuan’s hands away but couldn’t, ultimately puffing her cheeks in silent anger.

"I’ve heard our little penguin can speak now," he said softly, "Is it true? Let me hear it."

Kong Youling said nothing.

"Say something."

Kong Youling turned her face away.

"If you can’t, at least coo a little or something."

"Coo coo, ga ga."

Ji Minghuan was stunned.

He stood there dumbfounded, releasing his hands from her eyes. Kong Youling turned around, looking up to meet his gaze.

He quietly looked into her eyes, and after a while, suddenly hugged her, gently rubbing his forehead against hers, hoarsely saying, "You can really speak now... that’s wonderful."

Kong Youling was slightly taken aback, her eyes then slightly reddened, "I’ve so wanted to talk to you."

"I know."

"I’ve also always wanted to hear your voice."

"I know, and now we can."

The two of them pressed their foreheads together like small animals, whispering softly.

At this moment, the metallic door opened once more, and four small figures walked in, braving the blinding bright light from the corridor.

They gradually adapted to the gentle light of the confinement chamber, blinking open their eyes, and saw this scene.

The children were astonished, and then one by one, they blushed deeply.

Mario put down his game console, sighed, and then clapped his hands.

Shang Xiaoqi first lowered her head, clenching her fists, "Traitor... unforgivable."

Sun Changkong frowned, covering his face with a hand, peering through his fingers both ashamed and annoyed, "What on earth are you doing, Ji Minghuan!"

Filio didn’t know what to say, his tail wagging to and fro, ears perked up high.

"Look, the penguin monster can talk now," Ji Minghuan didn’t care about their stares at all.

He sniffled, moved to tears, with snot and tears ready to fall, rubbing his eyes while pointing at Kong Youling, as if showcasing the greatest treasure in the world, "Look at that—!"

"Really?" Mario raised his eyebrows skeptically, looking at Kong Youling.

"Xiaoling can talk now?" Sun Changkong was also dumbfounded, tilting his head along with his fiery brows.

Shang Xiaoqi was also stunned, while only Filio let out an "Ah!" sound, then excitedly watched the white-haired girl, his tail sweeping the floor.

At this moment, Ji Minghuan finally calmed his emotions, humming, "Of course it’s true. If you don’t believe me, I’ll have her coo for you."

All eyes were on the white-haired girl, who didn’t seem uneasy, because Ji Minghuan was right there by her side.

Kong Youling thought for a moment, her lips moving, softly reciting their names, "Big Sis... Cat Mario... Filio... Shang Xiaoqi."

The soft words fell, and the entire confinement room was silent for a second. Mario and Shang Xiaoqi were stunned.

Sun Changkong and Filio were dazed for a while, then both rushed forward to hug Kong Youling. Under the cool color ceiling, some laughed, some cried, and others were dazed.

Ji Minghuan suddenly wanted to cry again, seeing that there was no room left for the penguin monster, who was being smothered by the big sis and the big dog, so he simply embraced Shang Xiaoqi and Mario.

Mario clicked his tongue disdainfully, while Shang Xiaoqi stood there, gradually lowering her head, silently observing his expression. She had never seen that expression on Ji Minghuan’s face before.

"Traitor, so lame..." Shang Xiaoqi murmured softly, then gently patted his back.