"What did it just say?" The woman wore a yellow dress, bright-eyed and fair-toothed, breathtakingly beautiful. Yet at this moment, her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, worry weighing heavily on her, and her voice carried a note of despondency.
Chen Fan suppressed the shock in his heart and said quietly, "It said just now that it can get to the Heartless Flower!"
"What?" The woman froze at his words, then a trace of anger rose onto her face. "Fellow Daoist, if you do not wish to go, then so be it. Why make a joke out of this?"
For a Little Golden Monkey that had only recently been born to be able to pick a Heartless Flower—if word of that got out, absolutely no one would believe it. It was simply a joke that was not funny.
Yet Chen Fan shook his head. It truly was so. The meaning conveyed by the Little Golden Monkey had entered his mind with perfect clarity. This little fellow was brimming with confidence, claiming that it could retrieve the Heartless Flower without encountering any obstruction whatsoever.
"Chiya... I can..." The Little Golden Monkey bared its teeth, expressing a hint of displeasure. Its furry little hand patted its chest as its limpid, gleaming eyes fixed on the woman in yellow.
Then it slightly raised a small hand and conjured an incomparably bewitching bicolored flower. It was only a phantom, but it truly proved that it had seen this thing before.
"This... how is that possible?" The woman in yellow was stunned as well, her beautiful eyes suddenly widening in utter disbelief.
Chen Fan was equally shocked. This Little Golden Monkey had only just been born—how could it have seen the Heartless Flower? Even though it had heard what the woman said earlier, she had never