Dawn broke, roosters crowed, and what was thought to be a simple outpouring of feelings had unexpectedly taken all night.
Chen Menglu glanced at the pale light in the east and said apologetically to Tang Luo, "I've delayed the young friend's night; I am truly sorry. Should you encounter any trouble in the future, you are welcome to come to Xumi Mountain."
"Actually, this young one didn't offer much help, just listened to a story all night," Tang Luo touched his nose and said with a guilty conscience, "To exchange such a promise from Master Chen for that is really..."
Chen Menglu waved his hand and interrupted, "Let it be considered as me leaving some good karma for the Four Imperial Spirit Clans in Xumi Mountain."
"Then, I thank Master Chen."
"It is I who should thank the young friend for being willing to spend a night listening to the old tales of the Four Imperial Spirit Seals," Chen Menglu replied.
