The cool touch from his right hand, Noble Lord's eyes darkened, a few points of fierceness rose: "Alright, we won't go to the Mental Cultivation Hall, we will go to the library."
"Awoo."
Baoya couldn't follow the secret passage, he circled anxiously around the fake mountain.
"Chirp chirp."
Little Kingfisher came like a flash of red lightning, circling above the Serene Snow Pavilion.
"Awoo."
Hearing the chirping, Baoya, like a swiftly flitting white light, bounded onto the eaves of the room, a soft and slurry kitten mew clearly reaching Little Kingfisher's ears.
"Boss, the Little Prince was once again woken up from his dreams. The soothing pills are ineffective. When he woke up, he ran to the warm pavilion, grabbed Noble Lord, and had him hide. They entered the false mountain, there's a mechanism, Baoya can't go in."
"Got it. You stay here at Serene Snow Pavilion and report any anomalies."
