"Don't worry, that day won't be too far away!"
With that, Xue An clapped his hands and said loudly, "Alright, alright, let's save the talk for back home. Anyway, you'll have plenty of time to express yourselves!"
Only then did Jin Shanquan wipe the tears off his face and, with his ghostly followers, kneel down, and without saying a word, he kowtowed three loud times towards Xue An.
After the kowtows, Jin Shanquan raised his head, revealing a conspicuous bloody mark on his forehead.
"Deep gratitude can't be expressed in words. From this moment on, Jin Shanquan and these brothers will look to you as their leader."
Xue An smiled, calmly accepting the bows, and said lightly, "Stand up, let's return to the Palace of Light first!"
The journey back was very smooth.
It only took a few days for the group to return to the Palace of Light.
Of course.
These ghosts, being of special constitution, usually existed within the fragment of The Celestial Mirror.
