Two Divine Swords, trailing dazzling trails of light, flew through the mountain range like shooting stars. Jinghong sat cross-legged on one of the swords, happily circling around his master.
His proud and playful look clearly seeking praise was plainly written on his face.
Lin Qingluo was thrilled, "Where did you find the Lustrous Joy Orb?"
"Snatched it back from the Demon General."
Jinghong cocked his eyebrow, his arrogant demeanor echoed "I'm awesome, the best in the world".
Lin Qingluo was taken aback, "You faced a Demon General?"
"Yes."
Mu Fan, who only shared the good news and not the bad, didn't recount the thrilling escape. He just hummed a little breath from his nostrils, which was meant as a reply.
"Roxie, you tell me. Did you cause trouble again?"
Lin Qingluo immediately turned her head to see Roxie, who was leaning against the Demon Dragon, seemed to be sleeping soundly, but in reality, he was secretly eavesdropping.
"You can't blame me for that."