Wang Ye's expression instantly turned playful as he looked at Maitreya with a half-smile. In the end, he left behind only two words.
"You guess?"
Maitreya took a deep breath and fell silent. He stopped looking at Wang Ye and began observing the surroundings instead.
Even if he knew there might be another story behind this, now was clearly not the time to dwell on it. It would only distract him for no reason.
Seeing that Maitreya refused to take the bait, Wang Ye could only curse that old bald donkey in his heart before inspecting the surrounding environment as well.
It was not much different from when he had left last time.
He remembered that he had been beaten into a miserable retreat by that old ghost right here last time. Fortunately, they had later run into each other in the Wasteland, and he had gotten his payback. Otherwise, Wang Ye felt like he would have died of frustration.
Compared to that palace that clearly carried the aura of Spirit Mountain, Wang Ye was actually more interested in the Daoist one.
Mainly because that jade pendant was far too tempting.
"Benefactor Wang, shall we work together, or..."
Maitreya looked at Wang Ye with a smile as he spoke.
It was difficult to tell that just moments ago, he had been determined not to rest until one of them was dead.
Wang Ye had clearly long grown accustomed to Maitreya's rapid changes of face. He merely gave Maitreya a perfunctory smile, turned his back on him, and left.
Maitreya did not bother with Wang Ye either. After Wang Ye left, he looked at the Spirit Mountain structure and pushed open its doors without hesitation.
Meanwhile, Wang Ye entered the Daoist building.
Looking at the familiar scene and the old Daoist