Ji Zhenzong thought for a long time, then said, "I not only want to have enough to eat without worry, I also want to crush those who have bullied me one by one, just like crushing lice." He tilted his head and added, "And I need you to help squeeze out their egg yolks!"
"...Fine, that's easy enough, as long as you keep your promise. As for squeezing people's egg yolks, you can do it yourself."
Ji Zhenzong looked around the walls and casually chose a direction to walk towards. It seemed like he would hit the wall the next instant, but the stone wall suddenly retracted, creating a small space for him—this Magic Artifact was so spiritually attuned that it allowed him to come and go as he pleased in this mountain, unimpeded.
Ji Zhenzong didn't stop moving and soon walked far away.
The small stone room remained silent for a while.
After a good while, the coarse voice sighed softly: "Guanglingzi was a hero in his life; how has his descendant fallen to this state?"
