By the time the others finished their heated discussion, the two little black dumplings had vanished.
Lan Yue bounded into Tong Zhuo's room and, without another word, piled all the advanced spiritual materials and supreme-grade spirit stones she had plundered from the Devil Race's secret realm onto the floor.
With a clattering rush, the already cramped room filled with materials, dazzling light glittering everywhere.
Tong Zhuo looked up from her research and was nearly blinded.
"You two..." Her beautiful eyes swept over the two little black dumplings in bewilderment.
"Are you Lan Yue and Yun Xi?" Tong Zhuo suddenly asked.
Lan Yue was a little surprised. "Sister Tong, how did you guess? I thought you'd take us for members of the Devil Race and throw us out."
She had been prepared to talk herself hoarse explaining what had happened, never expecting Tong Zhuo to recognize them so quickly.
Back among the Devil Race, even the Grand Elder and the others had hesitated for a while.
Tong Zhuo's lips twitched. "Was it that hard to guess? Apart from you two and those little friends you brought along, nobody is this generous with me."
"Honestly, you little ones really do trust me, handing over so many precious materials. This is enough to nurture an entire lineage."
Tong Zhuo was not exaggerating. They had simply given her far too much. She had not even used up the last batch, and now they had filled her room with another mountain of materials.
"This is important technological research. We can skimp on anything, but never technology!" Lan Yue said feelingly.
"Want to go to the Tower of the Abyss? We came to invite you along. Time flows differently there than outside, so you'd have more time for your research..."
Before Lan Yue could finish explaining