"Obviously not... I'll send Ling Long over later, and have her follow your instructions."
"..."
The Watchman gave a wry smile, knowing he probably couldn't get out of it and said no more.
"By the way, the 'door' hasn't been closed yet?" the Watchman suddenly asked.
"No, why?" Mu You said. It had been only four or five hours since he opened the door and came out, so it was still a long way from closing time.
"Number Two wants you to go to the Abyss for a bit. He says he caught a weird thing but can't handle it himself, so he needs you to go there in person," the Watchman said.
"He can't handle it?" Mu You was surprised.
A Medicinal Plant Gatherer was a being who had lived for four thousand years at an epic level of strength, no less powerful than the average legendary creature, and with a max-level Two-Headed Dragon by his side. Even if the Abyss's monsters were of a higher level, could there really be something he couldn't deal with?
