Calamity

“Since that’s the case, then you must obediently come back to the village with me and protect it.” Little Zhong Chi laughed heartily.

The reluctant Five-Foot Zhan Ru, standing at five feet tall, said, “Little Zhong Chi, let’s discuss this! Protecting the village is not a problem, but the issue lies with the time...”

Five-Foot Zhan Ru had already reached the sacrificial spirit Realm and also required the power of faith, needing a place to gather and solidify its entity.

It was not unreasonable to protect Little Zhong Chi’s village.

However, there should be a time limit for this protection.

“A thousand years!”

Little Zhong Chi understood Five-Foot Zhan Ru’s meaning, but he didn’t propose anything excessive for their wager.

“A thousand years?”

Five-Foot Zhan Ru thought Little Zhong Chi would surely make an outrageous demand, but unexpectedly, Little Zhong Chi readily agreed this time.

“What? Do you think a thousand years is too short?”