Ainsley clasped her hands together in front of her chin, praying so that she would be lucky. When the girl closed her eyes, another faint golden light flashed from her glabella.
Ainsley didn't want to use her trump card this fast, but since the sacred guardian was indeed not an ordinary cat, she could only sit down cross-legged and started to use her charm power.
The moment the butler went back to the carriage at the very back, instead of reporting to his master, he suddenly took a cup of hot tea on the mini table inside the lavish carriage, and…
Ainsley felt that she didn't deserve to be a protagonist. Even if this new world wasn't a novel world and didn't need a protagonist, she still felt unworthy to call herself the future protagonist of this world.
Ainsley was so excited that she didn't realise how close her face was to the boy. The fact that she even snorted out of excitement and squealed in a suppressed tone was also neglected.
With such a thought, Finley was determined to see whether Ainsley was a regressor or not. Sadly, the girl didn't seem to know about the future, which means she wasn't a regressor.
Ainsley clasped her hands together in front of her chin, praying so that she would be lucky. When the girl closed her eyes, another faint golden light flashed from her glabella.