Naïve Ideals

"Beep! Beep!"

As if he were responding to the call of the two little fellows, the indicators were flashing rapidly, and the jigsaw that was supposed to trim grass was also waving softly.

"Marvelous!" Han Te rubbed his fists and said confidently, "My Cultivation is slowly recovering after my veins and nerves were broken through by the powerful electric arcs, and we have received the mysterious spiritual puppet 'Fiend Star'. They are all good signs. Master, just rest assured. Nothing will go wrong in the Bliss Ceremony this time, and we will return with full loads as we did before!"

Gu Zhengyang's smile suddenly dimmed. After a brief silence, he took a long breath and said, "About the Bliss Ceremony this time, I have transferred the command to Captain Zhao. He will be in charge of everything."