Depart

*Meow*

As Hao Xuan was about to return to the physical world, he heard a voice from behind. Still in somewhat of a daze, he turned around and saw Zhurong sitting right behind him.

"You finally woke up huh?" he absentmindedly extended his right hand and pet him as usual.

"It can't hurt you. The 'thing' inside. As long as I stand guard, it cannot leave," a childish voice sounded in his head. Stunned for a few seconds, he looked down at Zhurong who was enjoying the petting with closed eyes.

"Is that why you came in here?" he murmured.

Zhurong nodded innocently. Hao Xuan paused and then remembered something.

"Do you know what it is then?" he whispered.

Zhurong shook his head. "Old, it's very old. Older than father even. And very strong. But it's not really here. I can feel it."

But the fact remained that 'it' was extremely strong either way, whatever it was, and there was nothing Hao Xuan could do about it right now.