Feeding the Snake His Pills

Translator: XephiZ

Editor: Aelryinth

Wang Xiaojun led the way as he and Lingling ventured deeper through the forest close to West Fortress.

"Are you sure that he has not betrayed you?" asked Lingling in a serious voice.

"I'm not so sure, to be honest, but he did respond to my call the other day. I can summon him with this flute." Wang Xiaojun took out a small flute.

He placed the flute at the side of his mouth and started playing a tone. The sound was similar to blowing a whistle with a leaf. Although it was fairly sharp, it sounded quite pleasant. Furthermore, it was able to cover a great distance in the forest.

The sound of the flute echoed through the woods. Lingling raised her head to check her surroundings, but could not discover any sign of the gray eagle.