Slumber
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
This was the first time Gao Peng had actually lost a familiar.
While it wasn't quite as painful as losing say, a family member, they had spent more than half a year together. What they'd had was real, and all he could think of now were memories of them together.
All of a sudden, Gao Peng had a thought. "Grandfather, can you send the White Dragon to go kill a couple of Mountain Spirits?"
"Kill them?" Ji Hanwu raised an eyebrow. There were quite a few of them there.
It wasn't that he couldn't; even before the White Dragon hit Emperor-tier, he had already been able to take down Mountain Spirits with ease. Now, it would have been like shooting fish in a barrel. It was just that with so many of them there, it was possible Gao Peng and the others could get caught up in the clash and hurt.
"Let's go." Knowing that they would only be in the way, Gao Peng motioned at Huang Ya to leave.