Jiebo Again

"Is that a Flame Griffin?! I remember now—you're Angel!" A startled cry suddenly burst from the black-robed man.

The other party's sudden identification of him made Angel pause slightly in midair.

In that brief lapse, the One-Horned Abyss Whale suddenly shrank at a visible rate, eventually becoming a palm-sized whale. At the same time, a young man wearing a white half-covered hood appeared out of thin air. Riding bubbles rising from the sea, he stood suspended in the air.

Looking at the handsome young man with blue fish scales growing between his brows, Angel stood atop Toby's back and said coldly, "Jiebo? So you were the one pulling the strings behind the scenes."

Jiebo wore magnificent white robes trimmed in blue. Tall and straight beneath the flamboyant moonlight, he looked like a child of moonlight itself—noble and elegant.

One hand gripped the black-robed man by the back of his collar, while the other pressed against the back of his head. Rings of ripples radiated from the black-robed man's skull and entered Jiebo's brow.

The black-robed man's body slowly shriveled before finally turning into powder and vanishing between heaven and earth.

Unhurried, Jiebo dusted the powder from his hands, then stroked the little blue whale frolicking around him as though comforting it. Only then did he look at Angel. "No wonder I always found that drab gray seabird following my puppet avatar so familiar... By the way, that face of yours is a Transformation Technique, right?"

Layer upon layer of energy spilled from Angel's body. His expression was cold, and he said nothing.

"Don't be so cold. Since you're Phantom Demon's prized disciple, I naturally won't continue fighting... I merely wanted to say hello. Before this, there was no grudge between us, was there?" Jiebo's expression remained natural. With a light