I sent Kro and Zen Master Liaowang away.
I told them that there was no way I could give up the slots in my hands, and they should stop getting ideas about me.
Both of them left disgruntled. I could tell they were rather disappointed.
Kro especially looked unwilling to accept it.
Zen Master Liaowang, on the other hand, maintained the bearing of a master. He even invited me to visit the Buddhist Nation when I had time, saying that their Buddha also wished to meet me.
I politely agreed.
After they left, two more forces from the god realms came knocking. Their purpose was the same: they all wanted tickets for tomorrow.
But I turned them down one by one.
"This time, you've offended the entire Domain of the Gods," Ye Jinghong said.
Jiang Xiaohui said, "What's there to be afraid of? We didn't ask them to come. Besides, the slots are ours. We can use them however we want."
That was true, but I could tell that the forces from those god realms were deeply displeased by my refusal.
"Enough. Stop talking about this. We'll leave it at that," I said.
Everyone could see that I was in low spirits and not in a good mood.
Ying Gou asked, "Still thinking about that little maid?" Naturally, he meant Juice.
That was right. I was indeed thinking about Juice, and I had no idea where she was now.
Ye Jinghong said, "Don't worry. That girl is sharper than a monkey once she gets fur. If she doesn't want to suffer a loss, no one can take advantage of her."
I gave a bitter smile. I knew she was trying to comfort me.
"Enough, stop thinking about it. Think carefully about what we should do tomorrow!" Ye Jinghong patted me.