The three soon arrived beside a wetland.
Beyond the wetland lay the Lake of Life, while inward stretched plants resembling mangroves, forming a curious landscape of three distinct terrains.
Around the outskirts of the wetland and mangroves, quite a few emerald-green swans played and frolicked.
Most were several hundred to several thousand years old, while the few ten-thousand-year Emerald Swans stood guard nearby.
Seeing Bi Ji arrive, the Emerald Swans hurriedly flew before her, bowed their necks slightly, and greeted her respectfully.
"Greetings, Chief Bi Ji."
Bi Ji smiled and waved to the swans.
"No need for that. Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Sunday, a partner of that esteemed lord,
and this is Miss Qian Renxue, the chosen one of the Angel God."
Hearing this, the Emerald Swans hastily paid their respects, not daring to show the slightest neglect. Neither of these two was someone they could afford to offend.
"Greetings, Mr. Sunday. Greetings, Miss Qian Renxue."
"No need for such formalities."
Sunday and Qian Renxue both waved their hands. Neither had the peculiar hobby of making a flock of geese bow to them.
Seeing that both sides had exchanged greetings, Bi Ji turned toward the young swans.
"I came today because I have something to ask you little ones.
Mr. Sunday would like to adopt an Emerald Swan and keep them by his side to nurture them. Would any of you be willing?"
The young swans looked at one another after hearing this. None spoke up immediately.
They might have been young, but they weren't stupid. Didn't this mean being taken away as a pet?
Not only would they have to leave their flock, perhaps never to return, but they would also lose their resources and be unable to grow.
Still, there were plenty of benefits. After