"I'd be happy to be of service." Liu Zhenhan grinned.
After Prince Moore witnessed the surface world's sky, his reaction wasn't much better than that of the other Moorish elves. When he returned to the underground, he kept looking back at the giant's hut hiding the Magic Circle while the clump of grass he held tightly in his hand.
"There is a condition for my help in getting you out of the underground," Liu Zhenhan interrupted Prince Benitez before he could speak, laying down his terms. "Since I'm giving you the Magic Circle, there's no reason for you to continue quarreling with the Buer Tribe of our Tauren brethren. I demand that you terminate the military operations against the four valleys of the giants."
"What if I refuse?" Prince Moore Benitez chuckled lightly. "I really want to know something. Why are you so keen on helping us? Please forgive my skepticism, but for some reason, I suspect your motives aren't that straightforward."
