"You're leaving?"
A girl dressed in robes embroidered with the strange patterns unique to the Demon Race World walked into the courtyard.
The twenty-year contract was about to end. She had thought he would leave first thing in the morning, but he did not step out of his room until noon. To her surprise, he had even come looking for her.
"I'm leaving." Fang Chu replied indifferently. Since he was returning to the Vast and Righteous World, he had brought nothing but a long sword.
"Do you need traveling expenses?"
Xiang Rong tilted her head as she asked, her eyes still as clear as ever.
Fang Chu had never been able to understand why a direct disciple of a great demon from the Twelve Thrones, a girl who had killed countless demons and humans, could have such clear eyes.
"No need." Fang Chu shook his head. "I won't be staying anywhere, and I don't need to eat or anything. What would I need traveling expenses for?"
"But the books say that when you people from the Vast and Righteous World leave home, you always have to bring traveling expenses."
"Home..." Fang Chu almost laughed. "Miss Xiang Rong, strictly speaking, this isn't my home."
"Isn't it?"
"..." Fang Chu really wanted to say no, but when the words reached his throat, he found himself unable to say what he meant.
"Miss Xiang Rong, after we part this time, we'll be enemies when we meet again." Fang Chu changed the subject.
"Then when will we meet again?" An expectant light actually flickered in the girl's eyes.
Fang Chu could not help laughing. "Do you really want to fight me that badly?"
"Yes." Xiang Rong nodded blankly. "Because I want to capture you and bring you back again."
"..."
Fang Chu's mouth fell