Faced with Little Whale's deliberate attempt to act cute, Ye Buyu could not help gritting her teeth. She drew out the Spear with both hands, pondering how to skewer and roast this fish.
In the past, Runtu had stabbed a zha; now, Ye Buyu was skewering a fish.
"Don't! Could you really bear to hurt such a good fish?"
Little Whale dodged backward. "Look how good I am to you. The moment I learned you were planning to advance, I rushed all this way with the materials. Even if I haven't earned any credit, I deserve something for my effort."
"If you don't have a guilty conscience, why are you dodging?" Ye Buyu asked ominously. "If you've done nothing wrong, you needn't fear ghosts at your door. Come here. It's not like I'll do anything to you."
Little Whale shrank back a little, warily eyeing the Spear in Ye Buyu's hands.
"How about you put away your weapon before we talk?"
Ye Buyu restrained herself again and again. This damned fish really had not screwed her over this time. It did not deserve death. It did not deserve death.
She put away the Spear.
"Forget it. Advancing comes first."
After Ye Buyu left the Mindscape, Little Whale dropped the obnoxious act and sat on the sofa, its dangling tail swaying rhythmically.
Its deep, far-reaching gaze pierced through space toward a certain direction. Within a region shrouded in a mysterious aura, a massive black-iron gate over a thousand feet tall lay hidden in the depths like a curtain hanging from the heavens.
"[Myriad Worlds Silent Palace]. After waiting so many epochs, it's about time we had a result, wouldn't you say?"
The massive gate standing in the depths remained silent, like a giant at its post, watching over an unknown future.