Within moments, a strong gust of wind blew underneath Zhan Fei's feet and many dull golden light rays shot out from Zhan Fei's chest and slowly spread to surround his body!
"Why are you named after a vegetable?" The owner frowned. He turned to look at Shen Ying and said, "You… Forget it, it's not important! We'll forget about it this time. Let's head back, guys!"
"That’s great, then," said Rong Jialuo, nodded. He filled a cup of tea for Gu Xijiu and continued calmly, "Xijiu, My Eighth Brother can indeed make a lot of strange and exotic herbal soups. We shall go and visit him together! Have a taste of it all!"
Keeping the Cosmos Sack away, she stared at the pitch black night sky and said with a satisfied sigh: "This feels….. really just so great tonight! Such a dark and windy night, what a perfect night to kill!"