A Painting!

"Don't worry, Young Master Rong." Elder Hong smiled and waved his hand. He signaled his subordinate to bring Young Master Rong's head back to the base quickly. Although Young Master Rong was able to keep his mindscape alive for some time due to a secret magic art, there was still a time limit to it. The forest was full of danger, so the sooner they sent it back, the sooner he would feel at ease. Then, he could focus all of his attention on catching those two brats.

The subordinate received Elder Hong's order and immediately rushed back to the headquarters with Gu Zhengrong's head. Elder Hong allowed his subordinate to sent the head back because he was confident that no one was able to injure Young Master Rong when he, Elder Hong, the God of this forest, was here.

As he watched his subordinate safely leaving his domain, he then turned and looked at the direction where Tang Ningyu and Mu Shaoyu went. In the next second, he disappeared.