"How did you know?"
The myna bird stared at Fang Chen in shock. He hadn't told Fang Chen any of this yet.
Fang Chen smiled. "Because I just went through the same thing. But when I took the Trial, the person in the temple was an old monk!"
The myna bird looked at him. "Isn't that too strange?"
"Nothing strange about it," Fang Chen said with a faint smile. "Senior used the stories we told to create a space for each of us and put us to the test!"
"So that's how it was!"
The myna bird glared at the Skeleton Boatman and cursed, "But that was vicious of you! You saddled me with such a disgusting old hag!"
"I took the story you told," the Skeleton Boatman said, "added a little imagination of my own, and created an old hag for you. That wasn't too much, was it?"
"You call that not too much?"
The myna bird was furious. The words seemed to have struck a sore spot, and he made to charge at the Skeleton Boatman again.
Fang Chen caught him at once. "Huahua, don't be rash. What exactly happened during your trial?"
The myna bird looked at Fang Chen and hesitated, then shook his head. "Forget it. I can't tell you. If I did, I'd never be able to show my face again!"
"Never show your face again?"
Fang Chen paused. That only made him want to know more.
He smiled. "Come on, Huahua, tell me. I'm not a stranger!"
The myna bird shook his head hard. "No!"
Seeing how determined he was, Fang Chen had no choice but to let it go.
He looked up at the Skeleton Boatman. "Senior, my friend has passed the trial too. Can we attempt the next stage now?"
The Skeleton