Perhaps it was the spiritual medicine that Carson Flores took the initiative to offer, which gave the tree demon—who could no longer change her fate—a way to step down gracefully. Her attitude towards Carson Flores improved significantly.
After all, her life was still in the hands of Carson Flores. A little tantrum was okay, but if she were to be truly defiant, Carson Flores was not a man of weak resolve and leniency.
"Where are you going?"
Josy, who was poking her head out of the bag, asked curiously as she looked at the ice and snow environment before her.
"To meet a friend."
Carson Flores flew on, and soon arrived at the towering mountain that reached into the clouds.
Standing in the air, Carson Flores took out the bone flute and blew into it forcefully. The sound traveled far and wide into the wilderness.
After a few notes, a huge figure leaped up from within the forest and rushed towards Carson Flores, an aura of might surrounding it.
