Hong Kui took the umbrella, pressed the mechanism, and slowly opened the beautifully crafted umbrella, shielding the sunlight in the small world. The sunlight here resembled sunlight but was actually a special glow that had little destructive power on souls. Thus, Hong Kui could appear without worry during the day.
"How does it look?" Zhu Youji asked.
Hong Kui nodded proudly, "It's not bad! It'll do."
"Good enough," Zhu Youji replied, not dwelling on the matter. His gaze shifted to the Tear of Goddess on the table.
Noticing Zhu Youji's indifferent attitude, Hong Kui pouted and carefully stored the umbrella away.
"Xiao Li, come out," Zhu Youji called.