Inner Voices?

The three Shrek seniors waiting ahead stood where they were, curiously looking toward the sinkhole.

Sure enough, people's love of spectacle was something that could never be changed.

Gong Changlong crossed his arms over his chest and stared strangely at the underground cavern still churning below, casually teasing, "Kid, why don't you go down there and keep them company a little longer?"

"Keep them company..."

Yue Ling murmured softly, and a flash of inspiration suddenly struck him.

That was it! He still had the seeds of the Moon Parasol Tree and Silvermoon Roland on him. As long as he planted them back in this soil, the Plant Soul Beasts below, which had fallen into chaotic unrest, would surely settle down completely.

"Thank you, Senior Gong!"

Delight appeared on Yue Ling's face. To thank Gong Changlong for the suggestion, he gave him a solemn bow.

Hearing that, Gong Changlong froze on the spot, his face full of confusion.

Th-thank me? But I didn't say anything!

He began to panic inwardly. Could it be that this kid really planned to stay in the cave with those Soul Beasts?

No, absolutely not.

If Yue Ling stayed in the Star Dou Great Forest for too long and did not return to Shrek, Xuan Zi of Fontaine would definitely give him a brutal beating once he found out.

Looking awkward, Gong Changlong raised a hand and scratched the back of his head, just about to stop him.

"Ahem, actually, I..."

"Heave-ho!"

Before he could finish, Yue Ling sprang forward and leaped neatly into the cave, leaving Gong Changlong standing there in utter disarray.

Thud...!

A muffled impact sounded from beneath the cave entrance, dust billowing around Yue Ling's feet.

He swept his gaze over the dense mass of Plant Soul Beasts around him and felt