Yin Zhaorong returned to his own room when Ji Dong began to eat. After finishing his meal, Ji Dong walked out of the courtyard and onto the beach.
The bright sunshine enveloped his entire body. Looking out at the endless sea, if it weren't for fear of disturbing his mentor and his wife, he really wanted to let out a long yell.
Just then, a flash of blue light, and the Flying Serpent had quietly appeared before him. As Ji Dong was about to speak, the Flying Serpent suddenly flipped over, its massive tail heading straight for Ji Dong's chest.
Ji Dong jumped, bending backward, his body once again contorted in that folded manner. The tail of the Flying Serpent swept across the top of his body without touching a hair.
"Hmm, not bad. I didn't waste my effort. Come with me." As it said that, the Flying Serpent was already slithering away to the beach.
Ji Dong hurried to catch up, "Senior Flying Serpent, thank you."
