Around them was pitch-dark, save for the pale green and dark blue specks of light that surrounded everyone and illuminated the area; without them, they would have surely lost each other unknowingly. Thus, they subconsciously gathered together. Xiao Ji clung nervously to Feng Yuan, afraid that he might disappear again next moment. The sound of dripping water echoed as Feng Yuan looked ahead and murmured softly,
"Is it really that thing... But, who is it this time?"
He gently touched Xiao Ji's head, sensing its anxiety. After a moment's thought, Feng Yuan smiled slightly and picked it up. Startled by Feng Yuan's sudden movement, Xiao Ji struggled briefly before relaxing once it realized it was Feng Yuan. Although holding the eagle-shaped Xiao Ji was somewhat inconvenient, it was not a big problem for Feng Yuan.
