Bai Songzi walked out of the garden. He gave the guard some instructions in a soft voice, and left in a horse carriage.
The carriage was gloomy, and Bai Songzi's expression was dark. There was not even a hint of a smile.
"Have you thought about it? Why are you willing to protect a mere mortal for such a long time? What meaning is there to it?" A similarly gloomy voice sounded in the carriage.
"That's my principle," said Bai Songzi drily.
"You should know that there's a limit to our patience. The crown prince of the Moon Prince is a mere mortal, yet he was capable of rising to prominence in such a short amount of time. He surely harbors some great secret on him. Now that he's gone, we can still study the secrets of his lineage if we can lay our hands on one of his kin. If you're intending on stopping the Indefinite Cult with your Crane King Cave, it's just like stopping a cart with a mantis's arms," the voice continued.