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They had reached the doorway, and Yu Ziqing actually wanted to suggest just letting the Bodhi Tree Demon stay in the magical artifact for a few days so they could first pick up a fragment of the Old Emperor Zhen and move forward with their progress.
Unfortunately, Feng Bujue really treated the Bodhi Tree Demon as his own child. That reluctant look—if you added an electric fence between him and Yu Ziqing, Feng Bujue would clearly resemble a parent sending their child to school for the first time.
The child hadn't cried, but he was about to.
The atmosphere was perfectly set for the journey of sending a child to school and now that they were at the door, Yu Ziqing really couldn't talk about serious matters.
Considering the kind of dangerous things they were involved in, bringing along the Bodhi Tree Demon truly wasn't a very good idea.
Yu Ziqing could only dismiss the thought for now and first send the Bodhi Tree Demon to kindergarten, ahem, back to Jinlan Mountain.