Zaxi gazed toward the distant mountains, where everything was blanketed in white. The sun was nearing its set, and the mountain was shrouded in mist, wrapped in a layer of silvery white, as beautiful as an ancient painting.
Zaxi said, "I have a dream to see the Divine Eagle."
The Divine Eagle!
Chu Hao stroked his chin. I wonder if the giant eagle I saw yesterday counts as the Divine Eagle.
Ma Bozhen gave a wry smile and said, "Old friend, you're putting us in a tough spot. Isn't the Divine Eagle just a myth?"
Zaxi earnestly replied, "Ma Duo, it's no myth. The Divine Eagle truly exists. Remember I told you it once saved my life?"
Ma Bozhen shrugged and said, "You've told me dozens of times over drinks."
Zaxi looked at Chu Hao and said, "I only have this one request. If it's not possible, I won't hand over the Blood Lotus Flower."
Chu Hao said, "Okay."
