A jet of gold light emerged. After the gold light vanished, a cute, little gold shrimp was revealed.
Its compound eyes rolled, falling onto Bu Fang. Then, It flew across the sky, sneaking toward the latter and perching on his shoulder.
"You little fellow, why are you here?" Bu Fang was skeptical. He lifted his hand, rubbing Shrimpy's head.
Shrimpy said nothing and simply spat out some bubbles.
Far away, Nethery was walking on the chain as she approached the bronze palace. When she saw Bu Fang, she gave him a slight nod, her face indifferent.
Oh, Nethery was here too?
It seemed she had brought Shrimpy here. But what were they doing here?
Bu Fang became more skeptical. Moreover, he was even more skeptical about another point—this place didn't allow people to fly, so how could Shrimpy fly around like that?
Not only did it allow Shrimpy to fly, but Shrimpy did it effortlessly.
