He sighed because he felt that he was still too far from his mentor's mindset.
If it were the Fox Immortal Venerable hearing the Golden Eagle King's words, he would surely smile and let it pass, without giving it any thought, treating it as mere jest.
Anyway, he had been laughed at by the monsters of the Ten Thousand Mountains for countless years.
One more or less made no difference.
Lu Yu spoke up, "Did you send Little Cang to the Qinghuang Race?"
The Golden Eagle King glanced at the little golden eagle and said, "No, I don't have the qualifications to contact the Qinghuang Race yet. I only took her to the Ten Thousand Demon Hall. Rest assured, she's absolutely fine, she might even become a saintess of the demon race."
"Alright, I've said everything you need to know, you should let my son go now!" the Golden Eagle King demanded.
Lu Yu and Bai Feng exchanged a look, and Lu Yu said, "One last question."
