Mo Hua silently nodded.
He thought he had considered everything, but he hadn't expected that there were still so many things he hadn't contemplated…
After Mo Hua left with a belly full of thoughts, Mr. Zhuang stared at the thick blood qi over the deep mountains, lost in a trance.
After an unknown period, Mr. Zhuang murmured in a low, wistful voice:
"Is this my karma?"
Old Kui silently appeared behind him and said indifferently:
"Not everything is about you, don't flatter yourself."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head.
Old Kui glanced at him and said lightly, "So, what? You don't want to leave anymore?"
Mr. Zhuang sighed, "Let's wait until this matter is settled."
"What are you waiting for?"
"Once the dust has settled on this matter and the Taoist Demon's affair has a conclusion, I will set off and leave, no longer entangled in the karma of this place."
Old Kui reminded him, "The Taoist has already been here."
"It was just a Taoist, not him in person."
