As the fragrance wafted through the air, a faint smile touched Tu Xiao'an's lips.
He knew that the Flower Beast had been persuaded.
Or perhaps it was simply afraid of being killed by him.
He enveloped the strange flower in his hand with a wave of Consciousness Suppression. A moment later, the flower vanished.
Tu Xiao'an now had another Battle Companion.
Yet his heart was as calm as a tranquil lake, as if he had just accomplished something utterly trivial.
"Don't just stand there in a daze. Keep leading the way."
A moment later, Tu Xiao'an shot Feng Linjie a cold glance.
As if waking from a nightmare, Feng Linjie gave him a complicated look before obediently starting to walk ahead.
He was still on high alert, as if every blade of grass and every tree were an enemy.
After walking for a long, long time, Feng Linjie grew tense. He slowed his pace, glanced back at Tu Xiao'an, and said, "Lord, we're almost at the entrance to the relics."
