Above the abyss.
Xue Ji and Wang Chuanjia waited above for more than an entire hour, yet Ling Feng and the others never appeared, not even the black donkey, which jumped down and disappeared without a trace.
Only the little Qiongqi, about the size of a small pony, was left waiting by the cliff.
Despite being young, it seemed to understand something from the look in the despicable donkey's eyes before it left, so it insisted on waiting here for its master and its Donkey Dad to return.
"Oh..."
Wang Chuanjia let out a sigh; it had been a full hour, and no miracle was likely to happen anymore.
Xue Ji slowly walked to Little Qiongqi's side. Although she didn't know where Ling Feng had picked up a Little Qiongqi from, watching this little creature gaze eagerly into the abyss below was truly heartbreaking.
Especially since, as a member of the Demon Clan herself, Xue Ji could feel the sadness in Little Qiongqi even more.
"Little one, come with me."
