What's happening to me?
The Black Mountain, having been pointed out by the old monk, also widened his eyes in incomprehension and confusion. Facing the intense stare of several formidable ghost creatures, it was surprisingly calm. Oblivious to the guards who bore a strong and terrifying presence, it sauntered up to the front line, seated itself beside a few ghost kings and looked up at the old monk.
Upon seeing this familiar black wolf, and sensing the attitudes of the ghost creatures within this monastery towards it, along with its current position, the old monk suddenly understood everything. The incongruities he had been struggling with made sense to him at last.
Fortune and misfortune are invited by the man himself!
The tragic fate he was currently facing was not without cause. It was a pitfall he had brought upon himself. As for his disciples and brothers, they were mere collateral damage in his plight.
"Honorable monk, are you acquainted with my majesty's beloved pet?"
