Sang Ye put the black wooden box into his space. After getting Sang Ye's permission, Huanhuan told Bai Di, Shuang Yun, and Xue Ling about this. She told the three of them to be careful not to touch the black wooden box.
As for the matter of going to Dark Moon City, it would have to wait until the snow melted.
While Sang Ye was tidying up the room, Xue Ling walked in. He leaned against the door and said, "The beast who spoke to you in the forest this morning was Han Ying, right?"
Sang Ye replied without looking up, "Yes."
"He wasn't actually gone when I arrived, was he?"
"Yeah."
Xue Ling laughed. "I knew it. I did smell the scent of a demon at that time. I thought I was wrong. Now, it seems that my perception is still very sharp!"
Sang Ye took the opportunity to say, "Yes, it's indeed very sharp. You're not inferior to the other young beasts at all."
"…I'm young too!"
Sang Ye was silent.
