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After all, Lin Fang, no matter how confident, wouldn't dare to leap about under the watch of so many eyes, as if he owned Mount Ling, for then Mount Ling would treat him as mere clay.
Alas, since his transmigration, he had been either fleeing or on the run, and Lin Fang felt he should perhaps change his name to Lin Paopao, which seemed more fitting.
But reality was cruel, and Lin Fang was still on the run, currently leading three Little Monsters through dense forests within a vast mountain range, all of them listlessly treading on.
Different from the bustling Mortal World, the mountain forests were extraordinarily quiet, causing the several Little Monsters, who had witnessed the prosperity of humanity, to struggle with adapting. Soon they began to incessantly complain, yearning to rest inside the Glazed Glass Tower.
