The two little ones were asking questions left and right inside the carriage, sometimes even telling stories to Su Xiaoluo, until Little Irene woke up.
Those stories did not belong to Ling Yun, but rather experiences of Ghost Island, the forbidden zones of the Upper Three Heavens in the Imperial Domain, and the ferocious fierce beasts of the Monster Domain, all of which they chattered away about to her.
The crucial point was that Su Xiaoluo truly treated them as storytelling, listening with a somewhat surging heart.
After a bout of chatting, the atmosphere grew somewhat quiet. Of course, the carriage remained very lively, and one could still hear the little one's special laughter!
As for that leading young man named Tong Xin.
Ling Yun only hoped he knew what was good for him and would not provoke him again.
I wonder if, when Tong Xin learned of Ling Yun's identity, he would feel extreme regret for his attitude and actions?
Especially upon hearing the silver-bell-like laughter of Su Xiaoluo and the little one drifting out from the rear carriage, dark clouds gathered even more deeply in Tong Xin's eyes.
Merely a wandering Demon Person, with a lowly status!
Tong Xin sneered inwardly.
Although he was not very pleased, he did not show anything outwardly either.
It is you, brat, who don't know what's good for you. Once we return to our destination, I will secretly and thoroughly teach you how to be a Demon Person.
A trace of coldness flashed across Tong Xin's expression. With his status, disciplining a wandering barbarian without the slightest background was simply a matter of a moment's work.
Ling Yun had also learned where Su Xiaoluo's final destination was; their party was returning to the Great Capital of the Devil Race!
The Great Capital