“Is there anything we still need to do?” Dusk asked.
“Return the flute to Einpat,” Nie Yan replied. He glanced at Bai Kaisui (Plain Boiled Water) and said, “Hand the flute to me.”
At the end of the day the flute was a quest item and never belonged to him in the first place. Bai Kaisui inwardly sighed and handed the flute back to Nie Yan.
Nie Yan eyed the forest thickets and spotted a decrepit old man walking unsteadily towards them.
“Respected Senior, we’ve punished those despicable Dark Elves and retrieved your flute.”
“Good! Yes, this is indeed my flute! Thank you, brave adventurers. There’ll be no need to navigate the winding and twisting paths on your return. I’ll send you all to the exit myself. May the Divine bless you!”
Had Nie Yan and the others tried to keep the flute, they would have incurred Einpat’s wrath and likely found themselves in a perilous situation. Ultimately the Treant Forest would have become a resting place for their bones.
