"Immortal Lin."
Rong Li's emotions were complicated: "You really want to go to the Monster Realm?"
"You want to return the Monster Core to her, and she wants you to live."
Little Kingfisher, fearing that his Master would change his mind, retorted: "The two of you have conflicting opinions. The Master is caught in the middle, torn between both sides. Naturally, we should go and bring the little fox back to let you talk it through in person."
"Alright, let's do as the Immortal said."
Rong Li was left speechless by Little Kingfisher's retort and reluctantly agreed: "I will try to live a few more days and wait at home for news from the Immortal."
Before his voice died down, he took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, picked up a black cloth to cover his face, and turned around to disappear into the vast night.
"Master."
Little Kingfisher was very excited, and couldn't wait to ask: "When are we going to the Monster Realm?"
