Any requests?
Shen Le brightened.
He wasn't afraid of requests; he was afraid of no requests at all. These days, repaying money was easy, but repaying favors was hard—and repaying favors that others never asked to be repaid was harder still.
Lady Shiji being willing to speak up and make a request was simply wonderful. He couldn't have asked for more!
"What does she want me to do?"
Shen Le asked curiously. A rock—well, a rock that had become a spirit...
What could he possibly do to help it?
[Does she want us to clean her body?] Little Puppet poked its head out from the back seat.
[I can do that! Pull out the weeds, uproot the little trees, wipe away the moss, drive off snakes and bugs—I can do all of that!]
"Be good, Xiao Ling. You don't need to do any of that." Shen Le helplessly pressed it back down.
Xiao Ling, Little Oil Lamp, and Little Ink Marker were piled together beside Alloy Master. As Xiao Ling spoke, it kicked its hooves around, nearly climbing onto Alloy Master's shoulder.
Behave yourself a little!
Alloy Master not holding it against you only meant he had a good temper. It didn't mean you could push your luck!
[Does she want help moving?]
Little Oil Lamp also lit up with a snap.
[Is she tired of living where she used to live? Where did she live before? On a mountaintop? By a river? In some cave? I can help her move!]
"Qing Deng, take it easy—you've got so much electricity that ordinary monsters can't handle it."
Shen Le patted Little Oil Lamp, pressed down its handle, then turned it around so it could better look at the scenery outside.
Whether they were moving from a lofty mountain peak of clear