Yun Chujiu was overjoyed when she heard the word 'compensation'. However, she put on a troubled expression and said, "Furry, your situation is really special. If you want me to help you, you have to answer my next question truthfully."
Furry quickly said, "Ask ahead, Savior. I'll tell you everything I know!"
"How old are you this year?" Yun Chujiu began to gather information silently.
Furry counted for a long time. "I can't really remember. Maybe ten thousand years old."
Yun Chujiu nodded and thought to herself, 'Ten thousand years old and still so stupid. How odd!'
"How long has this mystical realm existed?"
"I don't know. It should be at least hundreds of thousands of years old!" Furry had failed to answer two questions in a row. It could not help but feel ashamed and its black fur slowly turned pink.
