Green Spirit coughed twice. "Bastard! How dare you treat me like this! You dare put me back in that godforsaken place!"
The late autumn in the prairie was particularly cold. The withered and yellowed grass was already coated in a layer of frost and all around. Seeing as there was no one around, Junior Leopard retrieved the green lamp from his independent space. The moment Green Spirit emerged, he started complaining loudly about Junior Leopard's actions.
"That place is far more spacious than the underground palace of the Small Thunder Temple. There are more things at least!" Junior Leopard said, smiling.
