Ruo Xuan blinked her spirited, clear, and large eyes, "That's a question indeed!"
Xuanyuan Que: "..."
Very well, the conversation skills of this flower are getting deeper!
Xuanyuan Que turned a page of his book with an elegant gesture and asked indifferently, "So, do you still want me to buy that pig back?"
Ruo Xuan's little bun-like face wrinkled.
"I was thinking if Brother Xuanyuan helps the Demon Lord, you'd become his savior. Wouldn't that turn enemies into friends and dissolve all grudges with a smile?"
Xuanyuan Que: "Are you sure it's about turning enemies into friends and dissolving grudges with a smile, and not digging one's own grave, returning kindness with ingratitude?"
Ruo Xuan: "..."
She wasn't sure!
"That pig and dog's life spans are limited. The spirit of the Demon Lord will return to its place sooner or later. Keeping that pig close, you can always keep an eye on him and not fear any sudden treachery."
