Yichen observed those dead demon wolves and pants heavily. The battle had ended for the better.
Lord Guotin soon flew to him and said consciously: "Mn. Kid, good that you soon realise to end the battle quickly, otherwise, the consequences would have been unfavourable."
Yichen looked at his master and smiled in charms.
"Master will still come to rescue me if it gets unfavourable, ain't it master?"
His cheeky face lit up brightly as he said those sure words.
Lord Guotin was left so wordless there.
The little imp was not only cunning but also possessed God-like aptitude. He knew that his master would come to rescue him if things went out of hand. He was able to see through him. Lord Guotin shakes his fluffy head at it.
It was as if he now really became the imp's God-father, Grand-father, the Master; all of it at once.
He sighed at his fate.
