Moving the Camera

"Guangru is sealed?" Song Qixi twitched as he heard those words. He thought that he would never hear a piece of good news anywhere. For it to come from one of the Kings…? Song Qixi pushed up his glasses. "Where did he run to? I have to find him. No, wait… stay here and digest. When you're ready, we'll look for him. If you want to please me, at least let me watch him die."

"Agreed." Abaddon saw no point in declining. Besides, it wasn't the one waiting—it was the one that needed the time to digest. However… "Master, I need one more favor..."

"Say it."

Song Qixi said that, but the King just moved too quickly as if it was already granted permission. Then again, what permission did it need? It was a King undergoing transcendence. In a few minutes, its power would change into a higher being. All it needed… was a place to rest.